Caressing Moments (of the wind, etc.)

The wrinkled agates of each new island
That are like shattered stars on the deep sea
In the greatness of the far awakened
That comes to the shore finitely
With dreams of the clouds and the abyss deep
In the new stories never told before
With the mornings and tomorrow to keep
As the waves keep embracing the shore

Every dream round the stones wet dress
Caressing moments of the secret salt
That to life is its heritage granite
Every flickering cloudy noblesse
Of the pinnacle and the interim vault
Like the codicil of distance gannet

Old People and Young

Old people and young
Making this world much better
For every heart to long
A strike to beat trendsetter
Giving much or taking
Is what we do to grow
Every our decision making
With feelings to touch or go

You are so much like me
Wanting to make your way
Being happy and carefree
To let wishes come true today
So much we need to find
To make this a better place
But everything's inside mind
Of opportunities turning ways

We need to connect the bridges
Those are too far across
And mend the wounds and stitches
Those heal each personal loss
The nights are waking daybreak
To give us another try
Our happiness is all at stake
Like morning of an earth blue sky

Bleeding Love

Bleeding love
Always so much inside
Stars falling above
In their eternal glide
Giving its new start
First time is not enough
Interlace from in the heart
Smooth surfaces or rough

Happening for the first time
Into the pulling of truth
Could fall to steps of rime
Or be a spring of youth
Trusting a throbbing vein
Or so lofty above ground
Down to its grain by grain
When reality again is found

Closing and opening you
Love without boundaries
Crazy on going through
Blossoms of cherry trees
Passions to tow and closing
Making no time to bleed
Fires of alight on rising
Never too easy to read

Bleeding love
Always so much inside
Stars falling above
In their eternal glide
Bleeding from their desire
Some to smolder and shine
Steps of effusive higher
Close for two to combine

Bleeding love
Always so much inside
Stars falling above
In their eternal glide
Happening the first time
Into the pull of truth
Could fall to steps of rime
Or be the spring of youth

Or be the spring of youth

Between The Injustice

Between the injustice
We shall overcome -
Someone on the street cries
Do you know where she's from?
Flowers of the hunger
Blossoms from the light
Children of world's monger
Their bodies at gravesite

What about love
That’s before any dreams
Passions and much affections of
That nowhere now seems
Only echoes from the bomber
That started the crying game
Fire and ashes embalmer
War monster without a name

Do you know where a boy’s from?
That died much too young
His body now in earth’s bosom
With a heart that stopped to long
‘For-Get-Me-Not – my leaves
These open wounds of sorrow
With old days full of grieves
And no footsteps for tomorrow’

Love Is Like a Blue Lagoon

Love is like a blue lagoon
Filling the nadir of water
Sunshine or coldness of moon
A space star goddess daughter
The objects of inside and out
The casts of the rivers flowing
Each direction that life's about
Sometimes to nowhere going

Night to the wings of a dream
Breaking the ways to the hour
Glow shine inside its own beam
Northern light flickering flower
Somewhere to go into space
Finding end of a burning flame
Dreams of dreams many ways
Come to thoughts - never same

Love is like combustion through
Flaming the heights of shadows
Deems of the sky far and blue
Morning that comes in its glows
Enduring distances inside
Clouds in the uprising going
Every thread smoothly sublime
Something of tomorrow showing

There Is Something Going On

There is something going on
Rising and falling apart
In to the prospects all drawn
Griping the ways of the heart
Nowhere to know its future
That is a part of all right now
Prospects of this is a moocher
Managing through here somehow

Life isn’t an easy way goes
Unlike clouds drifting by
Nothing for sure it knows
Diving its streams to its high
Feelings across every window
Making the times bearable
Now there is winter's proviso
With all hope’s falling parable

Trying to break the manacles off
With the futures still unborn
The road to the living so trough
Filled with hopes in timeworn
Struggling curves and bending
Nothing’s new-fangled in this age
With softly or harder landing
Each on its own in its weigh

Dreams They Come and Go

Dreams they come and go
Somewhere their lonely way
Out of the customs to show
Touch of their alone days
Anything to get along
With every expect and try
Those start as love to long
Before they say goodbye

Yesterdays dreams are far
Glowing in heart and things
Just like a lost love star
That with night wishes sings
Feelings so close in warm
With every twinkling shine
Falling to fade and charm
And drawing an end to a line

Dreams they come and go
Just like awaken daybreak
Through the steps in snow
Giving new morning to wake
Hope is in its rising song
Days gone by left behind
Like light that comes strong
Through lost ways realigned

The Trees Are Bare (a jazz song)

The trees are bare of leaves today
With many laments inside the ground
Now winter's here on earth to play
With thoughts from dark newfound

Tress that had leaves
In summer of June
Now in their grieves
Of a frosty afternoon
A thought of love song
Has left on to dream
With hearts to prolong
Its melting bloodstream

It shouldn't be ended
Though summer love dried
And frosty drops blended
What with autumn has died…

Only Trust Your Heart

Only trust your heart
My dreams are for you
Feelings are to start
Something from out of the blue
Yesterdays gave me sunshine
What shall I live today
Drawing a trustful line
In how my heart shall play

I’ll try to give everything
While I’m still at it here
Come and with me sing
Let us together share
Something of love’s worth
Trying to do our own best
Our love song to this earth
That we are with blessed

Only trust your true love
Doubt never feelings of truth
They’re endless in plenty of
Spring and summer youth
Love that is inside found
Gives more than it takes
Comes again young around
Plentiful heart up wakes

Haiku

Life is like the rocks
with occasional sunshine
coming through the waves

Slow Motion Time

Slow motion time
Give me something
Reasons in its prime
Blinking out and twinkling
Through the night rising
Emotions in sight
With its wings disguising
Through the evening light

Fast time is now
Bringing my future on
Managing here somehow
Until it’s all again gone
Living in the briefing
Thresholds all upon
Realizing minutes nothing
In its on and on
While-seeds roughing

Nothing comes to stay
Only some time long
Rising in its day
In its fast going song
Yesterday is now a dream
Through life’s river calling
Today in its stream
Through the down falling

Dancing

Dancing waves of the sea
From under the ocean floor
Bringing about ever so free
Spirits of new that life's for
My heart of its going beat
Trying to find prospects to try
Easy going from crowded street
Giving every progress its try

Dancing clouds of the blue
Far away in the drifting about
Better moments for me and you
That encircles not in any doubt
Set of steps to hidden magic
In dances of their time and still
Something to take out heart's flick
In making the dreams to fulfill

Dancing the days to wholeness
Breaking the chains of sorrow
With every its aspects of caress
To float on the free tomorrow
Nowhere to hide away shadows
Only just transporting the light
Knowing what comes for it goes
On to its pinnacle of its own flight

Carry My Heart on

Carry my heart on
Into the lowness of days
So much of feeling's gone
Far across the sideways
Yesterday is nowhere now
Only in its sweet memories
Like moments in its blow
Yellow leaves of autumn trees

Carry this song through rays
Of darkish winter song
That intermittently plays
As every our hope goes along
River of fallen going stream
Every aspect of its wonder
Light of our longing beam
That keeps the shadows asunder

Bring each hope in the heart
Of the flowing coming through
Where opportunities will start
For both to bring about and do
Yesterday is nowhere now
Only moments of an open sky
What you in dreams will allow
Of every thought moving hereby

Irresistible Songs of Time

Little bridges across the different way
In morning coming and its colored light
The songs of hope arriving here today
My feelings from the deep of indoors night

A mood of music from under the sea
Once together of lifelong passing bell
That comes to gather a part of me
For every new day I can't foretell

Rise and the fall of lives evenly feet
Burning in the sky of each bluish and dark
Barges of the bending of moving beat
The lustrous perspective of instance's spark
Irresistible songs of time never lost
If hours of binding get through the embossed

Where Ghosts in the Corners Cry

As worship moods come and go
In the days of wintry whim
And each footstep has its glow
That meets day and the dim
The appetite of love found
Wanting of future from its past
That in forever comes around
When everything else is lost

The get-away to find all new
Of precious moments once tried
Going complete and through
When curtains have fallen inside
Of love that had never come
To reality and made it complete
Like the cries fluttered from
The whole past and Futures Street

As love cannot give anything
Where ghosts in the corners cry
With much of its assassin's bluffing
In disposition of its low and high
Jackpots are steadily on writing
In hooks of lives own castaway
With promises to riches abiding
Till the night becomes clear as day

Cerulean Winter’s Dim Dyes

Amber summer sky
Is now gone to winter's day
With its time of morning high
And moods of summer’s play
Those feelings that came along
In the days breaking clear
With the singing of a forest song
In the heat of springtime year

Now here is deepness dark
With its intermittently starry night
And twinkling's assemblies spark
With instants in northern light
Winter’s frost loneliness snow
Conveying some twilight’s spin
Emptiness in its airstream blow
From the lowest point of within

Cerulean winter’s dim dyes
Reflecting moods of nighttime
Through distracting ice-cold cries
In the piercing chilliness rime
Every day’s like an evening burn
Reflecting the departed days
Bringing on yesterday’s yearn
On to its copious shading plays

The fall of Angels

The fall of angels
On to earth wrecked waves
The longings from inside
That a lover’s heart craves
Destinies to fulfill
Till the morning comes to night
And there's an instance still
Of a broken down flight

Where our dreams are to follow
In to the dawn of open sky
Where there are no voices hollow
Or echoes going to die
Where raindrops are clear
Of the blue yonder found
And summer is the year
That always is here around

The fall of broken wings
In the sweeping of the breeze
Where the sway grass on sings
With the dancing of the trees
And the heart is beating on
With its moments going through
And no song will be done
That bears hope to me and you

The fall of angels
From the sky of our dreams
Inside the hidden ways
That to existing every deems
Providence to fulfill
Till the morning comes to night
And there's an instance still
To its broken down flight

Love is to be forever
In every wing of air to go
And bringing us closer together
In its brief of its moment’s flow
And our heart is beating on
Destinies to bring to full
Carrying fulfillments from its yon
That to our living is never dull

The fall of angels…

My Body - Is a Part Of you

My body
Is a part of you
A flower of mankind
The soft skin
- touches to renew
Everything you can find
Love of young and old
My dreams flying here by
Nothing that time can hold
As blissful
As the blue of sky

My body
Like waves of sea
Going with emotions through
Love song
- The inside of me
Something that’s a part of you
Feelings that I ‘m to live
Trying to reach my destiny
From all of me
I’ll give
To make it forever
- In spirits free

My body
- The roots of earth
Dreams to follow and wake
I’m like you
Of my own worth
And sowing my seeds
To make
Life to become of reality
Fulfilling hopes
And dreams
That you might
In my footsteps see
River going through
In deep streams

Oh Sweet Time

Oh sweet time you gave me everything
In sweetness of its fragrances flow
With passion that to moments shall sing
When the tides to the evening must go
Dreams in the hearts own compartments
With the oceans of billows there calling
In the footsteps of ongoing departments
Where the sand of the river is falling

The living times of the easy on going
With the peaceful of living on thriving
Every day into night fully growing
Giving much of their depth and its living
Justifying the means by the outcome
When there is something there starting
Where every seed and flower is from
And breeze from the leaves is departing

Pinching the feathered morning shine
The easy of quick rising daybreak
When the glow comes to red on the line
And the forest shall come to its wake
In delightful get-together limb to limb
When life complacency we shall meet
From the hours of darkish deep rim
Before esprit comes again to the street

I Cannot But Somewhat Wonder

I cannot but somewhat wonder
What’s going everywhere on?
Feelings so much asunder
That should be close and fun
With the emotions of the heart
In to the new day rising
Where our footsteps every start
In a future without disguising

The love so tender and driven
On to its own departure road
Where cross sides are given
For everyone’s pressing load
Those times have broken up
Or given it its possess ways
Where meetings come or stop
In the disparity of each plays

Living the habits that fulfills
Making and breaking the waves
Out to the dales and hills
Of all the wonderment craves
Powder of time to roads leaving
Bringing in centuries paces
The moods of its interweaving
In openness of turning spaces

The Eyes of the World

The eyes of the world
They sometimes don’t see
What comes from the inside?
And goes about here free
A love that could kiss
The glow from the stars
The feeling of tenderness
That melts time and wars

The sweetness of life’s river
Flowing still on and on
Every dream that gives
Its stream of wishes won
Like some lost kingdom
Out in the meeting places
With hope’s only future
In its nourishing graces

A dream of dark and blue
Or glow of tipping night
The lips of love trembling
On to its first of a flight
Their sweetest as the roses
In its colors radiance found
Or gathered waves of sea
That to the shore is bound

Coming From the Sky

Coming from the sky
The gyrating moments for all
Going here low and high
Till those luminous fall
Inside the fluttering bliss
The day of the evening goes
Everything that let to this
For all the fading glows

Yesterday was once new
Till it burned up in the evening
With the dark night to renew
And latest dawn to bring
Full of flowering and leaves
Of blossom’s speculation
With their longitude and briefs
Of its wordily education

Coming to this earth
Our wishful thoughts to give
Arrangements and its birth
That truly must grow to live
Nothing is new to be born
In every aspect of learning
Through revelation it’s worn
To every circle ways turning