Poems

I am a song

 Not a rock,

 Sing me out,

 Don’t roll me

 Down a cliff,

 I am airy,

 Not heavy,

I won't take much space

In your pocket.

11.06.23

My life has been a river since the very beginning

Streaming in the bosom of nature

Taking me through sudden and high waterfalls

Sharp turns and dried-out deserts

Trying to destroy its peaceful banks

Yet gentle and caring making careful turns,

Kind and soft holding me on its  glass still water

Through pitch-black nights.

13.06.23

I inhale innocent clouds,

Contaminated

By human minds,

My roots grow

Into grounds

Affected

By human hands,

I twist my body

In and out,

And around,

Trying to get there,

Where I can breath

Fresh air.

30/11/23

You twist my work,

My desires and wishes,

You drop poison

In my aged hands,

My mouth and face

Along my voice

Goes informed

In shadows of humans.

30.11.23

One day

I'll give up,

One day,

I'll have enough,

My strength becomes weaker,

I won't be able

To protect,

And that day

Will be a day

Humans will beg me

To stop.

30.11.23

I visited Beijing on 20 December 2023. It seemed so welcoming that I wrote a poem to this beautiful city.

 I read it on Beehive Poetry evening at Josef's K Cafe in Bradford on 15/04/24.

Hello Beijing,

You greet me

With ice

In your breath,

Your loving hands

Wrapped into

Golden sun rays

Stroked my head,

Welcoming me

To run free

In your endless maze.

22/12/23

This poem comes from my book ‘A Letter to Heaven.’ Originally written on 12.02.22. 

I hold the sun in the universe

Spreading day across the earth

 When the night puts us asleep

 On my breast moon takes the lead

To send thirstiness into a vein

I’ll feed you with clear pure rain.

This is an edited version.

In the sky during the day

The golden sun I lay

The moon from my chest

In the night its silver light rest

I give you water from the rain

New strength for fighting thirstiness

To gain.

08/01/24

This is a poem from my novel ‘Don't Say Goodbye’, chapter 16.

 I read it on Beehive Poetry evening at Josef's K Cafe in Bradford on 19/02/24.

My clear road goes hazy

When night falls over me

The moon casts light lazy

To make sure the road I see.

I think I walk on my own

To the place I call home

But angels are looking down

Leaving me not alone.

22.01.24

This is a poem from my novel ‘A Letter To Heaven’, Chapter 18.

 I read it on Beehive Poetry evening at Josef's K Cafe in Bradford on 15/04/24.

Petals from pure gold

Made by the sun

My tired hands bold

Giving me fun.

The sky of rose pink

Spreads petals golden

Making my sadness sink

Freeing me from burden.

Again I can talk

My lips covered with smile

Now I can walk

Another endless mile.

 06.02.24

You are so blue

Moon out there,

So many stars

Surrounding you

Up there,

But there is none

To share

With.

So many people

Gather around me,

But there is nobody

To spare

With.

25.02.24

I’ll bring you blue

My bower bird,

There won’t be reds

Or oranges to fight with,

I’ll heal your wounds

Wrapping them

Into warming

Blue words.

02/03/24

They say,

It’s a blue hour,

But is scattered

With pearls of silver and red gold,

Lined up

Into blue twisted ropes.

Endless colourful images,

Changing and lingering,

On massive canvas.

Trying to mince my brains,

Sky dark,

But glittering blue

With a damaged silver coin

On its chest,

Smoky clouds

Trying to contaminate

Its innocence,

Satellites,

Airplanes,

Spaceships

Are fighting for space

In the blue

Eternity.

09/03/24  

My soul feels calm in this navy blue darkness

The silver moon casts its vanilla light in my dusty window.

I stare at it seeing images flashing from my past

And images from tomorrow.

Daylight scares me

It brings new troubles and worries.

I feel as if I’ll wake up on day which is gone again.

23/03/24

I asked the time

Where does it run?

It replied to me with raving engines of cars,

Clattering people's footsteps,

Voices of birds, the noise of the wind,

Moving clouds and shining sun in the sky.

I’m a river

That streams to the point

Where humans think

There is no return.

13/09/24

Switch off the engine gently

When my vehicle reaches the end of its road,

Take me out safely

And bring me home quietly

The way the mist disappears

26/09/24