detail from: KRK Art dizajn

Spreading My Wings

In the far darkness

I have lost everything.

All the smear painted on the canvas

fade away from my heart.

I go far and far.

I walk into the deep darkness.

The flame of the lamp put out.

In the drenched rainy gloominess,

I also walk with the departed sound .

My mind gently moved to the golden rice fields.

Dreams come to my eyes like waterfalls.

Fresh teenage desires arise in the mind.

I untied my hair and walk along the path.

I am swimming in the sun shining lake.

My veil is flying like flower petals.

In the sound of dew,

I can hear a mysterious call.

In the twilight afternoon

I am singing Raga.

The buds of youth are blooming all over me,

Today I want to be more independent without any restraint.

In the infinite sky,

I am spreading my wings

as I wish.

Remembering those Days

I sat near the ground on the full moon day

An erratic feeling came to mind

In short, the introduction is at the end.

I sat near the ground, remembering the warm breath of first love

The beautiful face is immersed in blind faith.

Colorful flowers bloomed on the canvas

Unpleased desire was born in the mind like a wandering river.

I stood under the tree and asked for alms near the water.

I told the flower to put more fragrance in the air.

I said to the moon, I want moon light, I said to the cloud, wet me with rain

There is a humming sound all around.

No one is listening to me.

Standing alone under the flying fog.

Feet are getting wet with dew.

A gentle breeze is blowing on the green rice.

The sinking moon is blending into the sunlight.

I kept myself secret for so long.

I can hear the noise of blood between the arteries

As far as my eyes go.

I can see

You are still alive among the green leaves,

among the trees.

You are mixed in the forest,

You are at the top of the mountain.

Your name echoes in every beat of my heart.

You flow through me like a flowing stream of a river.

With Memories

Time is now sitting in the comfort of happiness.

From the young age

I was tied to time.

Now I am completely alone.

The beauty of love is as intoxicate as a red rose.

There was pain in that profound bonding,

I never wanted to be free from the devotion of this essence of love.

How many years have passed,

yet the youthfulness of adolescence period has not been erased from my heart.

Sometimes I win

Sometimes I defeat.

I wanted to forget the time,when I was being fully attached with .

I couldn't.

This is the most difficult path.

To whom I want to remember must forget.

We have to forget to whom we want to retain in our hearts .

This is the reality,

even if I want to release, I can't release .

Thus We have to spend our lives with memories.

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