Waterfalls

Chasing waterfalls
down dream land
where love is romantic,
where the pain is numb
and Paris is a landscape.

Behind the eyes of almost a stranger
I recognized a smile that keeps me on surface.

I might be chasing in vain
but as long as I don't fall-
I can fly.

It's not as surreal as it seems-
we don't look at the ground when we walk-
we look at the sky.
Eyes know what to search for,
they know what matters,
what moves us forward.

Those images of candles,
chocolat,
river Seine,
and the smile I've kept the memory of-
those images-
they're coming near.

There is a power
and behind the power-
a soft and gentle touch of a dream.
A dream that unlocks other dreams-
now I have a new key
to follow,
discover.

How little we need sometimes,
as little as a new smile
to open a new life.

A New Globe

My soul is back inside of me.
Time to heal
Time to trust.
What's been broken,
Stays broken.
What's to break again-
It will.
I open my self again 
I will believe
I will risk.
I'll drive away to sensations,
Islands of dreams and instincts.
After all I haven't been found yet,
I haven't been rescued.

About The Loss of Love

“I feel like my entire body is wide open and people are taking out my organs, playing with my heart.”

When you feel like this it’s hard to explain to people what’s going on with you. You can only hope that they had experienced something similar and they would understand you. But then again, in a moment like that, you believe that nobody has experienced what you have. And probably you’re right. People are unique and people react differently to other people’s vibrations.

What you have had with a loved one, is something that you will never have with anyone else simply because of the uniqueness of human beings and souls. Whether you’re going to have something greater and better with someone else in the future or not, you still don’t know that. And the thought of it being the greatest love that’s gone, is horrific. Here come questions like: “Did I try hard enough?”, “Did I fight for love?”, and if your answers are “No”, what are you supposed to do if it’s too late and how do you know when it’s too late? Are you supposed to let go and move on, or go back to the past, open your feelings again and try harder?

One thing I can say is – nothing that other people say to you is relevant. You are the only person in touch with yourself. Especially when people say: “you will meet someone better.” Really? How do they know? They can’t know that neither can they know whether your lost love wasn’t good enough. If you believe that your love was the greatest, if that’s what you feel, if they changed your life, made you fly, smile, tremble, touch the sky, dream, be happy, then maybe your love was great. If your soul communicated with his/her soul in a deep level, uncontrollable and mystical, if your soul came to life every time your loved one looked at you and it felt like the entire universe was present to the beatings of your heart, then maybe it was the greatest love. Maybe you had lost the love of your life because some people do.

So what happens from now on? Does life go on? Could life go on without love? Or even worse, could life go on with the memories of a lost love?

The Pieces of All My Emotions

Emotions showing up in colors -

I see white, I sense black -

it's when I feel, it's how I know

I'm far away from love.

I've confused the love for him

with the love for love. 

*Sometimes you want to be in love so much

you misinterpret the colors.*

How could I wait for a rescue

when I've left no trace on the way?

I am alone in the room

with the pieces of all my emotions in the air-

they hollow me, surround me.

And I cry

I'll never be found.

Yellow

The clouds are yellow.

The Sun shines in purple,

why would I ever see in black

even through my black shades?

I still keep my nights insomniac

always trying to forget,

trying to remember

those brief captivated moments of vulnerability.

I fell down

and like it wasn’t enough I went beyond down,

 that’s why the sunshine looks so pretty,

it’s not real

as unreal are my memories of your smiles.

Could I rotate the world around,

dive into the Sun as it burns less

than burns my pain for not having you.

A Little Bit of Sadness

I was bleeding out of emotions

Surrounded by laughter,

Hearing only tears.

There is no beginning of a new heart beat –

The last one took all my breath.

The Illusions of My Crashing Pieces

I keep on losing my self in illusions

all in black and white.

I swim in the softness of that cloud

I move between spaces,

keeping my eyes closed.

I have stabbed my heart to give some colour

to my Universe.

My wings drag my body, I won't lose control.

I see you from distance, I still have breath to get to you.

My body crashes into pieces,

each of them has an own wing

they are coming to you.

Darkness starts to prevail

where are you?

I can't go further.

My body is gone

my soul still hopes to reach you.