one last time I ask you,
get out from my head, forever
its been  too long
to carry the pain of your memory,
the memory of losing you.

Can I die in peace
without your thought

You can come by to see the epitaph
You can say good bye at my grave

But now, let me die in peace

It means death
It means  hope for change
It means difference on opinions
It means difference in nationality
It means fight for fairness
It means try to establish justice for all.


When it happens  in Gaza
Its not war
Its not justice
Its anything but humanity.

Day will end
so will night
people will talk about anything
life will go on.
still I won't be able to move on
my life is stolen like this poem
lost and buried under many poem!
People read many thing,
People forget and move on.
You don't leave me here
middle of mountain of words,
let me live with you
to get out of my stand still life.

A lonely marsh, swaying like a bird's eye,
Come, listen to the twitter of the birds.
In this unknown forest, in the pine forest,
In the last shadow of the light, in the late afternoon,
Away from the city in this lovely evening.
Here the shadow of the tree floats in the water,
Here the shadow of the mind floats in the water.

Drifting like this, where did you go?
Come, my love, under this deep shade of the tree,
In this lifeless forest, come as a rain and fall forever,
Wash life , clean and tidy,
In this soil, new hope peeks through the dark,
The waiting time is over - the love of water and tree.

A lonely marsh, endless as a bird's eye,
Thirsty and tired  line of pines,
The shadow of the pines on the plain of still waters,
The union is only in optical reflection, in water - in it's deep bottom.

Where did you go my love?  Not far, but so far away.
What a wonderful similarity with this moment of the forest,
Steady, beautiful and simply elusive forever.