Tuesday, March 15, 2011

As Love - whatever be - inspires.


I dream, oh, how much today i dream
That you will touch me like a beam
Thus patting tenderly my hair.
I swim, oh, how deep today I swim
In those seas steep that are seem
To hug me naturally bare.

 I’d love, oh, how strongly I would love
That you fly only like the dove
In my commodious & rich house.
Above, oh, how nicely from above
You would look wisely dropping fluff  
And you would eat crumbs from my mouth.

I wish, oh, how truly do I wish
You love me fully like gold fish
That can fulfill you all desires.
Coltish, I can be so for you coltish
That you can’t throw me like cold dish,
As Love - whatever be - inspires.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Be with me.




Be with me, my dear,
When my heart is sad,
Take away my fear,
Quelling all the bad.

You are so merry,
Be with me & laugh,
Make me so daring
When the days are tough.

You are strong & brave,
You help people much,
Be with me & save
Me from evil clutch.

You are so kind,
You are hearty, hey,
Be with me like mind
In the happy day.

You are great as though
Was sent me from Above,
And I shall bow low,
Be with me, my love.

Monday, March 7, 2011

When I look


Why is it so when I look at the skies -
I see the sun with your shining eyes?
When even the skies are dull in haze,
I see your eyes in invisible rays.

Why is it so when I look at the dial -
I see its face with your pretty smile?
When even the skies are as black as the tar,
I see your smile in invisible star.

Why is it so when I look at the height -
I see its view with your lovely might?
When even the landscapes are low around,
I see your might in invisible mount.

Why is it so when I look at the ocean -
I see its waves with your sweet emotion?
When even the day is too sultry like hell,
I see your emotion in invisible well.

Why is it so when I look at your face,
I see it with your so soulful grace?
When even events hide you amongst times
I see always you in my visible rhymes.  

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

To My Sonny


















My Sonny smiles – the sun shines,
Thus nature colors are so bright, 
The spring has come, my dear Son
Is all my Life, my Love, my Light! 


My Sonny looks – the boy from books,
From all the best tales He looks like,
He is so merry & so fairy,
He is for me real Klondike!

My Sonny speaks – from highest peaks
To deepest seas admire Him,
He is so smart, is sweet his heart, 
He is my Star: A wisdom beam! 

My Sonny plays – with joy are days,
So happy are with Him together,
He never cries, He has keen eyes,
We love to walk in all the weather!

My Sonny writes – the GOD sheds lights
& gifts upon my Son aplenty,
HE gives Him health, HE gives Him wealth,
& such long age: 7 times twenty!

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

To Him on the First Day of Spring



His eyes are so tender, bright:
Like heavens look at me at night,
With million stars, with light of moon,
At dawn I meet him pretty soon –

By every breath of morning wind,
By freshness of white-snow glint,
By sun that freely fondles me
By its exciting rays. I see

Him always through the day in all –
In all yard trees: so mighty, tall,
In all bullfinches: grey & red,
In spring that comes. I turn my head

To the exclusive evening thrill,
To the eternal love I feel
To him; his look is so nice
And so are his radiant eyes!