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    30 October

    By chance I sailed with Mary-Ann (on a blue lake)


     

    An unusual solitude sail it was,
    On a blue lake with mary-ann I did sail.
    Called by the spirit of the blue lake,
    By chance we tightly sat
    To break the spell of unspoken silence.

    Our boat, the water lily was
    Which with the speed of a snail did floats
    As we longed for the climax
    Of untold fears;
    Which was devoured by a great calm
    Of mutual desires.

    By chance with mary-ann I sailed,
    Towards an imaginary county we both built
    With an artisans' skills.
    Submerged in the whirlpool
    Of like-mindedness,
    Then will essence preceed its' realism.

    Alas! From an idle walk in the woods
    Resulted a mutual sail which our lives
    Changed forever.

    Micah Ogberhie


    27 October

    here are my eyes

     

    Here are my eyes
    Drown them in yours...

    Here are my lips
    Eclipse them with yours...

    Here is my skin
    Dissolve it in yours...

    Here is my heart
    Unite it with yours...

    Here are my dreams
    Suffuse them with yours...

    Here are my hopes
    Fulfill them with yours...

    Here are my thoughts
    Enervate them with yours...

    Here is my soul
    Possess it with yours...

    Here is my spirit
    Elevate it with yours....

    Here is my life
    Fill it with yours....

    Heres Me...
    Yours, yours, yours....

    Tranquil Ocean

    21 October

    WILD FLOWER

     



    i am a wild flower with a closed bud, ,
    sun and dewdropp gaves me,
    lights and power, ,
    if not touched me,
    never gave a sweet-smelling..

    i am a wild flower,
    i am a mountains rose..
    so far a way from you, ! ! !
    love is flourish with a pleasantry,
    my roots soil drunk a love,

    and if you don`t touched me? ?
    i will not to open,
    and never gave a perfume..

    i am a wild flower, ,
    i am a mountains rose..
    and so far, , ,

    hey you gardener..
    you are a flower`s lover..
    come, here to me..
    and pick me,
    take me with you, there, ,
    if you were a brave..
    and you coming to take me,
    i will make you gladness
    as a madly in love....


    hazem al jaber

    20 October

    SOUL CLOUD

                                                                           
     

    My soul is a cloud.
    Heavy with the rain that you brought
    when your love transpired to my soul.
    Soul is bliss.
    Bliss that you threw at me like a bucket of colorful
    sweet-smelling flower petals.
    Now I am a love raincloud.
    Heavy with good soul
    wishing to rain sweet-smelling buckets of bliss down upon you.

    Running Deer


    19 October

    THE CORRIDOR OF LOVE

                                

     

     

    It's from the corridoor of my heart
    I hear a light murmering of love
    Like a gentle breeze, it begins to float
    In the depth and deep valley of my soul

    I know a picture is painting itself
    On the plain wall of my love's corridoor
    It begins to trouble me often; in my sleep,
    At my work, and even in my loneliness

    My loneliness!
    Blended with dreams
    And blessed with the fragrance of memories
    There it comes with its naughty smile
    To push me back thinking of its own only........
     

    niranjan subhashsivan

    18 October

    RAIN FOR you

                                              for the one who loves rain ...

                      =-=-=-=-=-=

     

    Rain Rain Rain,
    Up above from the skies
    u come,
    As drops of joy
    As drops of sorrow
    As a shower of blessing from the heavens.


    Rain Rain Rain,
    Pitter patter pitter patter
    on the window panes,
    thunder and lightning fill up the skies
    creating an orchestral symphony.

    Rain Rain Rain,
    With wind, sun and clouds,
    seven colors u bring together
    and joy in our hearts.

    Rain Rain Rain
    A miracle to a drought
    A curse when in glut,
    tiny silver crystals trickles from up above.


    Anoop Lokkur

    17 October

    REMEMBER

    FRENCH FRIENDSHIP

    You are my  star in the sky

    You are my light, my sun

    You are a gleam in my heart

    You are the one who erase my fears,

    You are my conscience when I don’t know more

    You are my way when I am lost

    You are my light in the darkness of the night

    You are one of  branches clutching me hold to life 

    You are the bird carrying me to put forward

    You are the one gives me wings to fly

    You are my vitamine my refill


    you are the one who gives me courage

    Your are the  ink which allows me to write with my heart

    You are my pen writing, I love you at any times

    You are my strenght, my motivation
    You are another myself  with who heart predomines  reason

    You are the one making revives the word intensity

    You are my double, my half of orange

    You are the one with who, sights tell feelings 

    You are the one with who I am as I am

    You are my confidence, my listening, my energy

    You are my heart sister I disclose day by day

    You are my medicine  stopping  me to much  suffering  

    You are my support avoiding me mistakes

    You are all these words appeasing my fear

    You are the one I wouldn’t to be without

    You are my madness, my joy, my pride

    You are the one I would like always see smiling

    You are in my heart for the best and for the worst

    You are my sky-line when I don’t know where I am

    You are my compass which brings me back  for today ...

     

    16 October

    HAIKU : Nostalgia

    NOSTALGIA
     
    Syrian dream
    Met a man as my soul - blue
    Are we twin ?
     
    Blue shadow
    from your heart,  deep light blue stream
    cross blue sea
     
    C.G.
     
    12 October

    HAIKU - Rain, rain ....

     

    RAIN, RAIN ......

     

     

    Rain is falling

    As cats and dogs

    Voice of clouds

     

    The sky weeps

    Tears rolling

    I’m looking

     

    The dry earth

    Cramed with water

    It's breathing
     
    C.G.
    11 October

    EXILE - ENYA

     

    EXILE 

    Cold as the northern winds
    In December mornings,
    Cold is the cry that rings
    From this far distant shore.

    Winter has come too late
    Too close beside me.
    How can I chase away
    All these fears deep inside?

    I'll wait the signs to come.
    I'll find a way
    I will wait the time to come.
    I'll find a way home.

    My light shall be the moon
    And my path - the ocean.
    My guide the morning star
    As I sail home to you.

    Who then can warm my soul?
    Who can quell my passion?
    Out of these dreams - a boat
    I will sail home to you.

     

    From WATERMARK - ENYA

    10 October

    HAIKU - the white swan

     
     
    HAIKU : The white swan
     
    =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
    Swan whistles, slipping
    on  the lake
    waiting taking flight
      
     
    The white swan song ended
    blue moon shines
    in the sky for you
     
     
    09 October

    HAIKU - Feelings

    HAIKU : Feelings
     
     
    Quand la nuit descend
    Sur mon coeur doucement,
    Vers toi je me rends
     
    GERONIMO - France
     
    =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
     
     
    When the night is falling, slowly to my heart, I'm going to you
     
    Translation C.G.
    08 October

    HAIKU : Autumn

    AUTUMN
     
     
    All sparrows
    in the trees
    are peeping
     
    Swallow's nest
    In the outhouse's farm
    are now deserted
     
    All the birds
    cheeping in the bamboos
    It's autumn
     
    C.G.
    07 October

    HAIKU - the rose

     
    HAIKU - The rose of saudia
     
     
    Shining rose
    I invite you in my heart
    Beautified
    05 October

    Haiku - souls

    HAIKU for  blue sky

     =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

     

    meet  in  sky,

    Over the gulf  our souls close

    make one

     

    at the beginning of  world

    Two souls  came

    from the light blue flame twin

     

    04 October

    HAIKU - tear, rain and pain

     
     
     

                          Tears and Rain
     

     

     

    I'm standing outside and i begin to cry
    As the rain falls down from the sky
    My tears blend with the rain
    They have become one and the same
    No one here to wipe them away
    As I stand here and cry in the rain

    Guarded Heart

    =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= 

                     Rain and Pain
     

     

     

    Shiva You Protect as umbrella in rain!
    save me from people with criminal brain!
    people who pretend good symphoning blood!
    to destroy them Shiva! come as flood!

    elangovan selvapperumal

     

    01 October

    My new friend

                           MY NEW FRIEND
     

     

    here in Turkey, I made such cute friends
    but this one is more cuter
    yes, my net friends
    you guessed so right,
    I'm talking 'bout my computer...
    a click on the mouse,
    is all it takes
    to start chatting to you,
    another click and I get to see
    what you have written new...
    so Bad is the bug,
    I brush my teeth, and walk to computer room
    my hubby thinks for our togetherness,
    it surely does spell doom.
    at first I was not computer savvy
    could barely email my son
    slowly and surely I learnt a lot,
    and can now get some work done
    many things I have yet to learn...
    sometimes its all Greek to me
    That I could get help from hubby dear,
    He's even worse than me,
    I could fix only one friend
    on My msn space
    how to do the others... is beyond me
    maybe one of my net friends will take pity,
    and they will surely guide me...
    If I had a child at home
    things would not be so bad,
    but then I have my computer
    it cheers me when I am sad
    quick chats and long emails
    make me feel I, m back home,
    always in touch who all I love
    wherever I may roam....
    thank God for this computer,
    more precious than anything else
    on its face of fourteen inches
    is where my expression dwell.

    Arti Chopra