All of me....2

igmar.photosight.ru

I had never imagined
being mired in
the rut of daily living
that there could come
a day
I would just
feel fulfilled
wholesome
sensuous
sexual and
sacred.
And it was when
everything beautiful 
ended
beautifully
with no yearning
no pain
only a sweet ache
and there was no other
- only the loving
longing
lolled around
lightly
all over me.

Any more and....

ghorgh-bengalskiy.photosight.ru

Life taught me
I can't wish away
pain and suffering
much as I would like to 
I ought to face
them squarely 

at least
bear them patiently.
And I have been....
so much so that
something pleasant
becomes a surprise
tinged by fear.
no pleasant surprises for me.
Don't ask me for anything future.
Any more of that and I
simply fold inward
until I become a speck
to be flicked off.
Just let me
be
be live.

Wrapped in mist...

malessa.photosight.ru

Everything outside
wrapped in mist,
inside covered by mist
of memories piled
up, pain mixed
with pleasure
and doubts 
folding certainties.
I am all flakes of snow
falling all over
not needing to hold 
together 
my fragments of 
freedom
from the tyranny
of convention.
Let the mist grow 
to disappear.

There are times..

bondezire.photosight.ru

You know how it is...
there are times
when 
I can't do a thing
except think of you
and countless gifts
you gave and 
the endless wait
and the nameless 
pain that 
I carry
and then I am 
lost,
it seems, for ever
until the soft breeze
caresses.