Alone

I hate sleeping alone
Terrified with the lights out
I hate living alone
Talking to myself is boring conversation
Me and I are not friends
She is only an acquaintance
I hate dreaming of being alone
‘Cause you are never there
Just a shadowy figure with a blank face
Kicking me out of his place
I hate walking alone
I should get a dog or something
I hate eating alone
I hate eating alone
I hate sleeping with you
‘Cause you are never there
Just a shadowy figure with a blank face
Kicking me out of his place
I hate living with you
I should get a dog or something
I hate walking with you
Talking to myself is boring conversation
You and I were once friends
Now you’re only an acquaintance
I hate dreaming of being with you
I hate dreaming of being with you
I hate dreaming of being with you
Terrified with the lights out
Terrified with the lights out

Songwriters: Igor Alexandre Haefeli / Elena Veronica Tonra
Alone / With You lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Die

 

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Die! Die!

Die in this love!

If you die in this love

Your soul will be renewed

Die! Die!

Don’t fear the death

Of that which is known if you die to the temporal

You will become timeless

Die! Die!

Cutt off those chains that hold you prisoner to the world of attachment

Die! Die!

Die to the deathless

And you will be eternal

Die! Die!

And come out of this cloud

When you leave the cloud you will be the effulgent moon

Die! Die!

Die to the din and the noise of mundane concerns

In the silence of love you will find the spark of life

 

Orange

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I am alone here tonight
Wind and rain every where
Rain, rain and more rain
Alone here watching the circles goes by
Wishing that the color will not change to orange where she is
Wishing that the turning circle will not go where she is

How can I live without her?
All depends on the circling color, no orange, no red now
But they are coming
Will she call, Will she write, Will she be there
How can I live without her?

Five dotes circling in the horizon
I am alone here tonight
Looking at the flickering screen of a distance event
Remembering you
Your smell, like a peach in a late summer day
Your smile when you said “Not now!” and pointing to the third option
How can I go on, when you are in the midle of the turning circles
How can I go on, when you are surrounded by yellow, green and red
How can I live without you?

Five dotes circling in the horizon
I am alone here tonight
Rain, rain and more rain
The circling color, orange and red are in distance
they are going towards her
Will she call, Will she write, Will she be there
How can I live without her?
I am alone here tonight
Looking at the flickering screen of a distance event
Remembering you
Like dove, with big open eyes searching for trust
Remembering you
How can I Take Care of you?

I am alone here tonight
Rain, rain and more rain

Another Evening

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It is a quiet evening
The sun is shining and getting lower and lower
The flock of birds flies overhead, in search of a better lake
The moon, hangs up there, motionless, soft, white

I know the night is coming,
I know the green trees will be covered with darkness
I know the green ocean will fade away with the tide
I know the time is ticking, limited, and constraint
…..
I know if I close my eyes, the darkness will come sooner
Open your eyes
Look at me, trust me
And let’s freeze the time now and live virtual in the bright sun forever

I know you will not do that now
Then come closer, the night is coming

Evening

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It is a nice evening
I am sitting outside
The crescent of the moon floats in the air
The pine tree is stretching to touch the moon, in wane
Bees are in search of flowers
And the flowers longing for the bees

I touch the hot stream of water; it is hard, full of waves, moving
It is like touching your back, full of waves, hot, soft

I stroke the surface of the water, it is hot, calm, tranquil, and
My hand floats softly between the waves
It’s like touching you

Remember
The first time, when you where mine
You lay down next to me
Like a dove, motionless, warm,
Looking at me, in search of trust
Did you find it?

It’s a nice day
The sun is warm, yellow
The moon is motionless, white
And the pine trees are covered with orange light
I move my fingers through the warm air,
It is soft, warm and is full of the memory of you that is floating in the air
Full of waves, I close my eyes, and you are here
Come a little bit closer

 

About this morning

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About this morning
My desire has come back
And I want you again

I was doing so fine
After all talks, and talks and promises
After all driving around,
looking at each other,
trying to find an answer to an age old question
Agreeing to only the White and the Yellow colors for years to come
But believing that Orange is the color that we really want, or I did

About this evening
My desire has come back
And I want you again

I was doing so fine
After all talks, and talks and promises
When I promised, not to want you again

But now, I want you again
I want your absolute attention
I want your smell, like peaches on a summer day
I want to touch you again, hot, soft, full of waves
I want to hear your breath, soft like music in my ears
I want to look at you, and you with your honest look,
Looking at me with tears in your eyes, wanting me not to want

About this evening
My desire has come back
And I want you again

I want to be close to you.
I want to touch you
I want to hold you
I want to be with you

And I know you want me not to want you
Remember, the seventh song
Come closer, the time is passing…..

 

I need you

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I need you
I want you
Look at me and hear me
Because I am here

You are my moon and moon light too
You are my flower garden and water too
I have come all this way
Eager for you
Without shoes or shawl

I want you to talk
I want you to laugh
I want you to kill all of your worries
I want to love you
To nourish you

Oh sweet bitterness
I will soothe you and heal you
I will bring you roses
I will touch you
I, too, have been covered with thorns.

Rumi

Sun

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you are the sun
you are the sea, green
you are the fog
you are the cloud
I am the dried desert, waiting for the rain

you are the white
you are the shade
you are the color
you are the flower
I am the hand, waiting to touch your face

your are the leaf
you are the tree
you are the dew, in the early morning
I am the air, waiting to surround you

you are the sun
I am the moon
you are the attraction between the moon and the sun
I wait and wait for a total eclipse

You are the air
You are the light
I am the one wanting to be one with you.

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I almost went to bed
without remembering
that it is nine o’clock

I pickup my iPhone
searching for a white magnolia in it
or a green ocean
without remembering
that it is nine o’clock

and how i kissed you then, when was it
eight, seven or eight
and you kissed me
shy as though I’d
never been your lover

Tonight

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Tonight is a long night, it is a sad night, And the music is playing
I can write the saddest poems tonight.
I love her, sometimes she loved me too.
Tonight is a long night, and I am sitting here longing for her.

On nights like these I want to held her in my arms.
I kissed her greatly under the infinite sky, and show her the beautiful white stars
She loved me sometimes, I am not sure if she loves me always.

Do I love her? how could I not have loved her huge, still eyes.
I can write the saddest poems tonight.
To think I don’t have her, to feel I have lost her.

It is a long night tonight
I look at the mirror, she was there I know, but not now.
Hear the vast night, vaster without her.
Lines fall on the soul like dew on the grass.

What does it matter that I couldn’t keep her.
The night is fractured and she is not with me.
That is all. Someone sings far off. Far off,

my soul is not content to have lost her.
As though to reach her, my sight looks for her.
My heart looks for her: she is not with me, she is not in the mirror
Was she there, I am not sure of that, I only have memory of

Her voice, her bright body, infinite eyes.
I love her, that’s certain, but perhaps I love her too much.
Love is brief, forgetting lasts so long.
Since, on these nights, I held her in my arms,

my soul is not content to have lost her.
Though this is not the last pain she will make me suffer,
and these are the last lines I will write for her tonight.

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