Sunday, November 27, 2011

Sweet November

Somehow I know it has all happened before
Long ago that we both can realise or imagine
But still like a morning dream you look familiar

Out of the circle of logic and reason
Forgiving those lost eternity and hidden tomorrows
You still stir the memories like winter sun

Behind those masks and pretensions
Unspoken words and uncomfortable silence
So far from you, still I feel so near

Sometime , I can still hear you whispering my name
And it does not matter which place and which season
You were and will remain my Sweet November

Monday, November 14, 2011

Remains of a day

What shall I leave behind
remains of old dreams , unanswered questions
or my broken silence


Why stars are so lonely
Is this the distance or fear of attraction
what can one understand when rainbows flutter

Why Gods died so young
couldn't they wait for night to end
or did they got bored with their perfection

What shall I carry with me for the next journey
love , hatred , peace , anger , memories
All the remains of the day