BLUE, BLUE, BLUE

They say:

"BE A MAN, STAND UP FOR YOURSELF"

“BE STRONG, YOU HAVE A FAMILY"

"THERE'S ENERGY AND LOVE, YOU CAN SHINE”

“YOU CAN, FIND OUT HOW”

I hear, I gather, I moan and I cry:

"SHUT UP, LET ME REST MY STRESSED MIND!”

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WHO KNOWS

What about the FUTURE?

What about?

"Who knows the future?"

Asks the present.

"What am I but the fleeting present"

says the future.

Which path to take,

But the one that leads far away beyond

everyday death of everyday experience?

Going past those standing by,

Find shelter under the umbrella

Of those who move,

When a rainy day comes.

Stuck nowhere

Where dead bodies decay!

Move beyond cold greetings

And chilly breeze!

Move on

Along with those who move!

Stuck nowhere!

Flow along with the moving now

Where the future

Rehearses it’s show.

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FRIENDS

They say they are my friends

Through thick or thin.

When I cry my headache

They call me up and ask me how I am

When I’m tired, they tuck me in.

When I need money

They lend me some.

But when I'm puzzled with nonsense,

thoughts crisscross my words

My voice screeches confused sounds

My eyes wet with sorrow

My arms quench for tenderness

They don’t know what to do.

They mirror my feelings,

Tell me to be strong

get confused and walk away from me.

Should they befriend my insanity?

Isn’t each one dealing with his own?

Should it be uniqueness,

Let me find wholeness in it!

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AN ORDINARY BEING

I have long been hiding

All that now has been unveiled:

Just common traumas

Of ordinary people.

So many have cried and yelled

Over ordinary feelings

And meant nothing to me.

Here I am now

Displaying common fears

Vulgar emotions

Over ordinary wounds.

Once upon a time

I thought I was different,

My pain was bigger

My problems were darker,

My feelings were nobler.

An ordinary being,

After all!

What’s more astonishing?

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NATURE GOES ON

I don’t feel like

Waking up in the morning.

I don’t want to take a shower

Or get dressed

Much less go to work.

There's no fun in it,

No glory, no charm.

I'd rather wrinkle in wrinkled sheets

And wrinkled eyes.

I’d rather look down at nothing

Search nothing

Talk nothing

Be nothing

To no one.

Outside no morning breeze,

No mountains, no sea,

No sparkling hopes

To shine on me.

Philosophy and reason

Don’t fulfill.

No understanding

Brings fragrance to understand

The lack of fragrance

Reasoning brings.

With or without,

Sorry for me,

Nature goes on,

Regardless whatever!

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THEY KNOW BETTER

River flows

Oceans wave

Bees buzz

Whales sing

Turtles go

Fish comes

Birds fly

Trees breathe

Nature knows

Energy connects

But men, poor women,

Poor humans.

So tall

So high

Work hard, think,

Study, fight and stress,

Proudly

And useless,

Searching for something

They already tread on.

So little, so insufficient

are reason and intelligence

to embrace life

in it’s majesty,

as it is.

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