Crystal Roses

Upon these words escape with me

And brandish swords of past

Escape the soul with lonesome plea

Proclaim enchantment never lasts

A tear resides beside the stage

The harbinger of players

Contemplate as every sage

Like Byron wrote in prayers

In the snowy evening time

Frosted smiles still breathe

Smell the lily crystallized

Alabaster’s ivory,

Love resides within the lair

Like sections cut in fourths

Dance in moonlight fainted Claire

Veiled eyes behind hold remorse,

Tears and smiles are passion’s cry

Wilted rose’s fragrance torn

Torrents, gales inside the eyes

Scarlet lips lamented storm.

Caroline Morphew is so talented and God's own gifted poet .She composed this poem thinking that If we were flowers the petals would represent our different parts.Thank you my dear friend Caro for blessing my blog with your magical poem .Her page on facebook

A Whirlpool (Love)

Love is a whirlpool,

a whirlpool of passion.

Love is a trench 

a trench of emotions ,overwhelming .

Beware and rethink

before you jump into

THE LONELINESS' BREEZE

I closed and sealed

The entrance to my palace;

The palace of dreams

With a padlock'

Though it is old and rusted.

Once here was so much houri

To dance.

Once here was so many musicians

To sing

Once here was so many magicians

To perform

But somehow and from somewhere

The volcano of solitude

Came and swallow my beautiful palace

Now the lonely carpet inside

Waits and waits eagerly

For a foot print of someone

Now the windows wait eagerly

To get a tender and soft breeze

Now the wall waits and waits

The echoes of a melody

Now the door here

Laugh and laugh

With a pale face, though

He knows and knows

It is a dead place.

                       Photo creditMy friend Iulia Gherghei,a reputed Romanian poet

thank you ilua for suggesting me a good title and reading this at first 

Tanka (Depression)

cyclone of depression

soaks up  happiness and-

burying my spiritual walls,

the smell of sin and evil

enter and motivates

The Race

Death is the ultimate destination 

Life is the path towards it 

Birth is the starting point of this race 

Run, run , run till the final whistle hear. 

Haiku#15

dancing fireflies brings me back a golden childhood

Tanka (Night)

spinning velvet in blue 

and imbue with countless ambers

another night blooms

waves of dreams haunting me

broken sleep until the dawn

HAIKU ON RAIN

timid clouds, now blushing

and disappear as droplets

another rebirth 

THE DIVINE LIGHT

Why do I torture myself

With piercing, sword of agony

I explored many and many

Deep inside of me

Why and why and why

Nothing I find wrong

Now I find

The divine light

Of God

Inside me now extinguished

By someone .

DRAGONFLY

With gossamer and fragile wings

Dragonfly flies restlessly

But lazily I sit here

Cursing my fate

While he, snatching the beauty of dawn

I kill my time on the bed in dreams

He finds happiness even with a grass tip

But I always live in a castle in the air

Oh dragonfly you know

Your life is a brief one

But you live in each second

Dear dragonfly

Here I am living

But dying at each second 

Snake Hole

classical love paintings 

As a gamble loser, 

Disordered heart, beats now. 

Skin, I feel now tortured and appear, 

As a snake biting blue. 

Oh, I forgot the nature's law 

'' Putting our hands into a snake hole'', 

Death is almost sure. 

Love, sometimes really 

is a venomous snake hole.