You're not a mirror
You're not a books

Even not a songs
And not a portrait


Yet  you inspired me
Set a fire inside


Lost but now found
My soul strengthen


Awaken and alive
Through, the words to ponder


Seen myself again
Boastful ends


So, when you stand
I give an ears again.

Great morning
In a fogy  day
Coldest winds
Pass by


Verdant hills
Green scenery
Shine best
In swirling clouds.

Hello Poetry
A very nice place for me
To say's more than words
For this heart  wanted to be


Phrases that are captivating
The rest place of longing soul's
Like an ocean of great treasures
Great words to be found.


The wonders are beyond uncover
Sweets soup's and honey's for the restless souls
When the wanderers find best piece
So, the words absorbs within~ indeed.

Moon light creates shadows
Yet those ~ some can't be uncover
As the echoes from the hills
It sound's rhyme like the wind
Gently touch to a mortal souls


Solemnity with thousands fireflies
A very perfect space deep inside
Captivated in a moment of silence
Wondering how it all began
As to start pondering~ it's amazing


Waters that flows without an ends
No mask would still the ground
As it uncover the utmost part
To tear the walls that hinder
And the sort of things~ and lies within


How good it is to be found
in a very special place of time
While pondering the words in silence
as my dear heart consume in-depth
That fills my heart and mind


To hear again the echoes
and that lion's whispers
Strengthen the mortal soul's
As it lights over the pavement
then the trumpets above
cover the silence.



So it's more than just  a great day
No hours in it to think about
While the both knees on the ground
The sweet tears it just fall
while I start seen things ahead



Now that it was penned down
Until the presence of our days
Same as you dear friends in present
Found the most fountain of life
As a treasure of a lifetime.

New days again
to start something new
Pondering the words
in silence
For my weaken soul
as I wonder
How long to comprehend
what would it means to me?


When would
the perfect place be?
The moment
your in silence
Clouds of knowledge
it waltz in the rhyme
my soul's dances by.


I, not dreams
to become a poet
Nor, to be writer of books
Yet, the echoes of the lamb's
and whisperer's of the lion's
Seeds in me

As the years pass
Like winter and springs
It grows within my veins
and flow's like water.

And yes it's true
Some seeds has it's time
While the others grows
Same as others sowed
and my wanders becomes
wonder too.

It is not easy
to feel this way
To change the course
for a moment.


A rightful choice
as it may be?
Just to jump and
walked far away
that side of stupidity.


Now, in uncertain time
embrace the inevitable things
The pains of the present
and that unsound  judgement
Killing me softly
indeed.


Yet, the course of time
through a  sensible ears
Find the real peace inside
and treasures of a lifetime.