Author: p rumi

There’s a place I used to go There’s a world I used to know There was a light and it was you Every word I say is true I say – every day I will wait – till you?re mine again I will die every day – till you?re mine again There?s no words to…

Just thinking about you Sun is out And it reflected on the gulf Not sure which one is you The sun Or it’s reflection in the water The reflection has beautiful waves So it must be you And I can swim toward it to merge with you ..

You are the wall Strong Build from stones and cement Not changeable Beautiful I am the frozen snow Dreaming for the sun To melt me So I can surround you For few minutes Discovering all curves and valleys Wanting to be frozen again So I stay longer Then evaporate While looking at you Dream of…

Waiting for her to come Minute by minute Thinking about Pollack Three poles or four She is here Sad and cold What to know what I want Sad and cold Light after light Toward the dead tree in the view I listen and listen The I ask if she would be mine Oh those beautiful…

Toronto City, I hold back my tears I know that I should have been thrilled I can’t smile, knowing all the while Everything you did, you did for me Toronto City, you ask me how I’ve been I lied and I said that I’ve been fine Words that trailed off, as is far as we…

In my troubled memory Your face is being faded Only those brown eyes Shine like a little star What we talked in front of The dead tree in the park Is getting merged and change I try to remember them Only I remember You might let me come to To the beautiful mountain If I…

I wish that I could float Float up from the ground I will never know What that’s like I wish I could go back in time Wake up every day Over and over To be with you Funny how we all can change If we just try to Thought it was impossible To live without…

My hands are cold They float like feathers, reaching for you ‘Til the unknown Deep in the darkness, out in the blue Can you hear me? I am not a ghost after all As my breath leaves I am not afraid to burn out Light up in the cold Is it what I hope? Like…

The air is fresh as a morning dew The birds are singing The clouds are perfect white And she is coming in all blue We are going toward a distance park She is sad, full of stories of hardship Full of responsibilities But she is so beautiful Are arrive at the park I talk about…

She says five, four thirty and four I am in rush to be there on time She walks like an angel With such a beautiful smile Yellow, orange and black Covered the beautiful Creamy color of softness She seems too far from me So absorbed in the beauty of the eyes Covered by the round…