What do you do
when you're lost
and no one can
find you...
and you can't find yourself

What do you do
when you're forced
to live day by day
not having anything
that really inspires you
to live
to feel empty and alone
to not feel anything at all

Is it possible to live
without happiness
or passion, love,
for some it is,
but I am not
a part of that some
I am my own being
that no one can ever be

and I appreciate the moon
the stars and the mountains
much more than I do
the people around me
the people in the world
because they are the cause
of my suffering

and I just wish that
I could drop it all
the pretenses and illusions
I wish I could have
the courage to find my own cause
to free myself with my own strength
to rip off the chains
and lift the bricks off my body
to walk with a renewed strength
to be a living free soul

and that will be my
eternal regret
my cowardice, my fear
....
that will fade away
my lifetime and existence

(I)

Pale mulberry was the sky,
No bird dared to fly!
Thus all seemed wrong,
But then, you came along
Suddenly like summer rain
And quelled away my pain.

(II)

Velvet blue was the sky,
No bird dared not to fly!
Thus all seemed right,
And as pure as a cloud in white,
When suddenly like the rainbow,
You quelled away thy heavenly glow.

(III)

Dark grey is the sky,
No bird seems to ever fly!
Athwart my wild blue yonder
Where I, indignantly do ponder
Night and day wondering why,
We can't give it just one more try.

(IV)

Pitch black is always the sky,
But, faster than any bird I'll fly!
Swifter than a scudding cloud
Whilst calling upon you so loud,
All the way to a strange plain,
Just to ever feast about you again.

(V)

Magenta magic will always be the sky,
When once again we'll merilly fly!
Then, flowers once again shall bloom,
To see you and me as bride and groom
By a placid Mulberry Moon on the rise,
To kindle our enchanted paradise.



©Kikodinho Alexandros
Jumeira, Dubai
1st December 2016

I rise early this morning
Drinking my coffee to the sound of the blustery wind fluttering around
I become aware the change of season has come to be
The temperature begins to drop day by day
My youth has also dropped deep within me
Outside the winds do beat and quiver
Deep within my heart my youth still flickers
Winter sets in, the wind settles
The daily morning freeze gradually sets my heart at ease
At last, I have realized
The shutter of youth
Has brought peace to my eyes.