Pirouette Breeze

Happiness sounds like a brides dress dragged along the floor

But she came with a different sound

The sound of a pirouette breeze

With ballet counted steps

Step by step

She climbed on my wooden stage

She moved just like a pen on a page

Pointing her toes

She leaps around & around

Like a butterfly from rose to rose

Like the flicking of a candle

the sparkle that I cannot handle

it lights up at midnight

and casts away in morning light

Her breeze blows out the flame

And that’s the picture on my frame

Once Upon a Night

When the shadows fall to the ground

When the sun sinks and never be found

Alone in my four wall and one door castle

No guards outside my door, no gold beneath my drawer

I lose myself in every flash of thought

I find myself in every scratch or spot

With tears that soak like rain and breaths that flow like air

And thunder that breaks my chain and winds that blows with scare

Behind my mask I look for dreams

On others masks I hide my hopes

Too hard -  my life is tied in knots

The sun shines up again, and shadows sink away with shame

The light breaks up my dreams, and blood runs out like streams

The only thing that’s left, is fear of sudden death

Dom zu unserer lieben Frau, "Cathedral of Our Dear Lady" Munich, Germany 1468

I took this on the 10th of Oct,2010

When I entered this place I felt the calm of it just like any other temple.. The smell of wood the space around me inspired me to think about the truth..

 I walked around with quiet steps..

 I've always had this respect..

 I closed my eyes and posed a while..

I asked my self:   

Is that the way to heaven?..

 it is amazingly beautiful but does beautiful lead to heaven..

love seems real till you awake

The farthest place to be from the nearest place you can be... close your eyes & all the fears will vanish and disappear... on a saddle over a colt black horse darker the darkness itself... a horse that sighs like a violin and leaves golden dust where ever it steps... like a medieval knight you rise riding through the skies... passing the remains of old Jerusalem and the roman catholic churches... across the Arabian deserts to Makah and its high minarets... jumping over a hurdle of cloud.. up we go to the endless skies... a minute where the sun sets and a minute where the sun just rise... playing polo with the north star that glows like a diamond mine... dancing waltz in a Viennese night... carving her name on your chest and stabbing your self to a mystery death... open you eyes your back in your misery bed
love seems real till you awake

"i have nothing to say"

i have nothing to say A
i have nothing to say S
i have nothing to say I
i have nothing to say M

I have a rain of words to say
but every letter I press is like a stab in the chest..

Endings

It is strange how we care so much about endings. Endings are important but sometimes not as important as the beginning or the heart of the story. I could ruin a whole movie by telling someone about the ending scenario. As I was saying, stories have endings they are either happy or sad ones, some prefer happy endings and others prefer a tragic sad one. However, if we focus on the story endings they are actually fake endings. All the stories in the world have the same ending which is they all die at the end. I’m sure Cinderella died somewhere in her castle, or how about the Seven Dwarfs I'm sure all seven of them died, I am also pretty sure that Grumpy was the first to pass. Anyways we all live our own story, and we all try so hard to fix our story up, sometimes it is a happy one and many times it is a sad one. We should always live in the moment and do our best when it comes to living our story. Nevertheless, never think much about how it ends, because I know the ending and I do not want to spoil the story for you.

Careless

Its not always hard to know if someone cares about you, you know by the way he looks at you or the way he speaks to you, or any gesture that a human being can release to show that he cares. I don't deny that people are different and every single human has his own way of showing his love or interest. Still you can tell if this human cares or not. There is a lot of things I hate in life, one major thing I hate is if someone I care about disappears without any notice. It doesn't make a different if its only one night, he has to remember that there is someone out there who is constantly worried about him. anyway, here I am again worried about someone that I care about, its not the first time he has done it but damn this time I feel it right throw the heart. I called his phone a thousand times, I PING!!ed his BBm as much and still no answer.

All I want to know is that you are ok.. I need nothing more then one message.. That is only if you care..