A View From Passionisti

A View From Passionisti

Wednesday 9 May 2012

Walking with the Moon




MOONLIGHT


If the moonlight is purple,
And the sunshine is pink,
I will dance under that blue tree.
The orange sky is juicy,
And the green flowers
Smiling at the yellow river.
You look grey,
And I am red. 
The black doves fly with
The white ravens.
One day,
We will be colorless.

Bekasi, 9 May 2012








SUPER MOON


If I could see you again
O red, golden moon!
When I looked at you,
Into you,
There was a mirror.
I saw myself,
Pinky and blushed. 


Bekasi, 8 May 2011




FULL MOON


Full Moon
Reflects on the garden.
The leaves left the dark sky,
I let the candle's light off.
The dim leads me to the Moon.

Sometimes, you smiles as
Silver shines of the Moon.
Sometimes, I am longing for
Your hands reaching into my empty heart.
I know, but you.

Full Moon
Reflects on the heart,
I weep as the water,
Cleanse the mirror.
You let me not as close
As my yearning.

I crawl like a snail,
Unto the peak of the tree,
The tree on the hill, 
I crawl to reach the Moon.
As a snail, I hide myself
Under the shell, hardened heart,
Towards the light, I fall
Deeper into the darkness.

How, would you let me in?

Silently,
I cry, I cry, I cry.
Why love has to be so painful?
Why couldn't I love you like you love me?

In solitary,
The woods are my shade,
Yet they veiled the Sweet Moon.
Sprinkles of shines,
Accompany my journey.

You are a jealous beloved,
and I am a longing lover.
This painful heart,
Could it be no more I and you? 

Rome, 11 December 2012. 






HALF MOON 


Half moon floating in the sky,
A pond reflects upon its brilliant light.
Like my heart for you,
My mind controls but my feelings fight
Against the dust, my lost in yours,
Your coldest night.
Though the shining moon still bright
As your smile, heavenly laughter.
There is a secret for right,
That I will always whisper.
I have stolen the gems from your eyes,
Into the music box, since that night,
Since you gave me the key to open
To your hidden window, less for my sight,
Yet more towards you.
Ah, but the gems sing, I hold you tight,
I got you tight.
A lover cannot hide herself, but by her own love,
Her own flight.

Rome, 7 November 2011.