about me...

I may be somewhat poetic,
some have said that i'm an expressionist,
I'm not the best when it comes to being a self-descriptionist !
I like to lay what I have on the table so no need to be very vigilant !
Just try me and we'll see if things turn out to be truly...Legitimate!

*The One*

Are you the one
I always thought of ?
are you the one
my heart has always imagined?
are you my daily wake up dream?
the warm presence that sleeps next to me
the juicy sweet fruit that is ever fulfilling me
the rose-water mist that keeps reminding me
of the nights we'll spend together
joyfully staring at each other
with soft looks, from one to the other
so persuasive of each other
to Love us , and no other
and Live , like never
not counting the hours,
but counting the kisses
not remembering the years
but recalling the stories
of our immense glories
so, my dear misses
are you the One ?!

*The One*

Sweet Old Acquaintance

What happened to you ?
my sweet old acquaintance
what happened to your ocean visits?
where your hair would breeze with the air . . .
what happened to your eastern european reveries?
and the backpack . . . of your dreams
Like a Zambian sunrise !
I miss your eyes . . .
Like a broken hearted teenager!
I want your smile . . .
I want it back
that warmness in your presence
It shall forever in my soul . . . last
for my friend is gone
and left me with
an Old Acquaintance.

*A Pigeon*

~The gliding pigeon, fell out of the sky
So beautifully executed, as she drifted low from high
Out of the misty cloud she descended, so effortlessly in front of my eye
It was a sunny noon, yet my sences weren't bothered by the accute rays
For the kind pigeon humbled the sun with its marvelous occupying wings.
The falling pigeon, glided down the sky
She made it look pleasantly easy
A priceless painting in my vision . . . has rised !
And from the deepest, darkest well in my heart
A beam of light . . . has shined !
Thank you my dear pigeon
not only you have cleansed my Soul
but also . . . freed my Mind.

*Vegas Party *

No party is like a dance in Vegas
Especially when they play a slow song
and the Dj says "this one is girls choice"
and out of nowhere a lady comes up like the shadow of a cloud
then seconds start slowing down
and a life time passes in minutes
and after that comes the sweetest good-bye
no epilogues , living the very midst of reality
for it was a passing reverie . . .
and all reveries have a happy ending.

Waiting Dream . . .

-It's in the afternoon, just had lunch, and there's plenty of sunshine in the sky
-Radio is on, window's curtain is three quarters down, and that unknown folk song playing is making me almost . . . high !
-Someone's calling , fingers knocking, clock's ticking , and all i want to do is lay down and stare with my eye
-A task to be completed , a thing to be done , a tire that might need replacing , a bell to be rung !
-No need for a break , just give me some time
Don't lend me your space , let me have mine ,
I understand your concerns , but don't worry I won't commit a crime !
I'll be carelessly drifting , while exploring the globe
I won't be searching for answers
I'll only be my Own !