You (Haiku).

April 26, 2012 § 14 Comments

i can’t absorb the whole
of you, even while i am aching
to take you all in.

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Rewind.

April 24, 2012 § 10 Comments

Remember our battles against the sun

For nights without an end?

The world seemed a magical place

As we met fanatics, freaks and beautiful madmen.

Clad in gloom and drunk on life

Every night was a carnival then.

How we wish to press Rewind

And live it all over again.

Virtual.

April 22, 2012 § 12 Comments

I wonder if we met,
would i listen eagerly
while you talk like i
read your words, feel
the same excitement
as i feel for a new post
or an e mail?

Or would i stop listening
to you, and stare at your
hair, gauge the accent
you have, judge you
for each word that comes
out of your mouth?

Would you look me in
the eye and talk, absorb
the words i say, share
that pint with me,
and pour your
heart out as you
do sometimes?

Or would you jump
to conclusions, make
your own assumptions,
push me away on purpose,
order your own beer,
and sound distant?

Maybe there are
somethings about
being “virtual”, which
neither of us understands.

Untitled III.

April 19, 2012 § 2 Comments

I need to write something
about you, but what can i find?
Only you lost in Floyd,
torn jeans, hair i love
to touch, stories about
Buddha and that smile.
Drifting through the door,
fading away into the night.
Saying ‘See you soon’,
as if it were tomorrow.

Attraversiamo.

April 17, 2012 § 8 Comments

Lets go from here to there.

From where we are to
where we ought to be,
From this ground to
the final destination,
From these shallow feelings to
the depths of each other,
From this constant blabbering to
the state where we dont have to say it,
From figuring each other out to
knowing who ‘we’ are.

Lets go from here to there.
Lets cross over.

Two.

April 14, 2012 § 8 Comments

She is complicated
and sorted. Stylish and
boho. Fun and philosophical.
Loyal and insecure. Witty
and dry. Black and pink.

He is carefree. And intelligent.
And mature. And deep. And
fun-ner. And very much loyal.
And centered. And a gadget-freak.
And normal. Cool-blue.

At a table for two,
they eat.
Each alone.

Void.

April 12, 2012 § 4 Comments

There was sucha midnight
when the skies were all white
the air took on a glow
the moon shone really bright.

The city still did not sleep
the dark was lit up by your song
your music fills up my void
long after you are gone.

 

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