The forest is dark
by night it’s been swallowed
all things mysterious
all sounds hallowed.

Nature’s nocturnal
all life’s gathered here
although all movements are ghostly
there is nothing to fear out here.

Dark mythical arms
hide the moon
dawn will be arriving
But never too soon.

Crickets shrill
and interrupt the night air
owls cry and make harmony
the nature is so romantic in the air.

Ambiguous thrusts
Undisciplined, unaware.
Blind, your castles fall.

Undoubtedly if anyone asks me                                                                              A simple question about a thing                                                                                   I love in truth ,then                                                                                                         I am going to say poetry ...                                                                                        I love poetry and I insist that                                                                                           I love poetry in truth ...                                                                                                   My love never comes out of emptiness ,but                                                                Of course it's from something that boils inside and                                                       From something I see it clearly outside ...                                                                      My inner world works together with                                                                        My outer world to cook that thing deliciously                                                          In the form of poetry or in the form of poetic lines ...                                          Love is something great and wonderful anytime                                                        Simply because it's sublime and its sublimity lies in                                               In our loving of persons or something anytime ...                                                     Poetry is my love and it's my favorite simply because                                            I feel it inside me greatly and wonderfully together with                                        What I see around me in truth anywhere and everywhere ...

You float
in the water like
it was made
for holding you,

where the sky
looks down
and only sees
itself,

There,
I only
see you.

I am the fire shining bright in your hands
the water which quenched your thirst
the earth you adore
the air you breath.

You need me.

I am the fire setting you ablaze
the water in which you drown
the earth which crushes you
the air stinging on your wounds.

**You adored me.

There was a time
when life
Just like a rhyme
was force
But just like a rhyme
there came a time
When life
was no longer dull

Listen to music
Calm down
These things won't matter

I'll be the girl you'll forget
The quiet one with things on her mind
The one who prefers whiskey to wine
I'll be the girl you leave behind
I'll be anything and nothing to you
Pass by move on with your life
I'll be yours even if only for a moment
Whenever you feel it is right