Memory

Suddenly a melodious tune I hear
Sound of heaven in my ears
Bringing back far away years
Childhood, grandfather, I
Listening to the radio,
Moments just fly,
Alghoza by Misri on air
Sky became clear
Birds would sing
Bells would ring
Joys it brings
Barns, golden lands
Wheat, working hands
More energy was found
All around, work quickens
Heart cleaned blood thickens
Suddenly the magic ceases
Record ends, pulse eases,
tears runs through my heart
Eyes long for one last look
If I can see all of it again
My hand holding his one finger
That memory lingers and lingers
His wisdom and fables
Our walk to stables
His talk and my babels
All gone, except that tune
Reminding me every moment
I spent, wisdom he lent,
Still carry me through this life
Thank you granddad,
I will see him in heaven
I just hope one exists
Because I miss him
Dearly…

Prayer of a young soul

Money grows on trees
No one sleeps on streets
Rich redistributes
Helping communities

Consciences are clear
Sapiens have a say
Government hears

No obscene wages
Humans have dignity
No fight in cages

Hard work is paid
Life is fair
Hope lives in masses
No despair

When nature strikes hard
Lives are lost
Humanity responds
Thick and fast

Armies disbanded
Wars not around
Nature cured
Food abound

Can we live
Without screams
of poor’s pains
I pray, I dream

AB 11 December, 2013
Photography: AB December, 2013

Gratitude

The night will pass,
appreciating each other’s
niceties, without telling
what our hearts
desire to say, relay
gratitude and affection
poetic satisfaction
deep reflection
Perhaps shallow
Mind mellows
I stop, recount
dismount passion
humble creation
and you

Prayer of a young soul II

Let the meanness go away
Let sisters be dear sisters
and brothers be brothers
Let happiness rule the day
Confidence grows
Mad rush slows
Heart shows
a smile, a laughter
Money, not we are after
Just joy and play
Is here to stay
Last time I asked
End of wars, and such
At least give me, this much,
Pleaseee pleasee please 🙂

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Flow

Existence exalted
Tender heart’s musings
Musical whispers
Magical verse
Resonating illuminating
the whole universe

Stockholm – the snow hides away all its beauty

Probably the cleanest city in the Western Europe, beautiful people, amazing views, great art scene. Definitely require a visit if you haven’t been there, however I would go in summer. Even Swedes recommend that 🙂

Rest without peace

Deserts, dunes,
oases opportune
dawn bearable,
too hot at noon
walk run, walk run,
repeat and repeat
keep dodging death,
every hidden defeat
boundaries pushed far,
endurance to extreme
walking on the water,
nothing is what it seems
rest is no option,
sleep standing a while
too far still to go,
body and mind’s toil
destination is known,
let courage keep calm
soul will find peace in
redemption sand storm

Happy New Year :-)

Decoy

What is real, what is fact
All seems to be an act
real ones try to fake it
minting wealth, rake it
world doesn’t value truth
reality never be smooth
Birds shouldn’t have any brains
Blondes, mallards, cranes
media, views insane
thousand million fans
collect more, act inane,
Prodigious sharp minds wasted
thinking about how food tasted
forgetting what is crumbling
atmosphere, water resources humbling
who will solve world’s misery
truth tellers handled derisory
mocked and kicked in the teeth
killed, laid with ordinary wreaths
earth soul screams and cries
to see how sapiens destroy
dejected me you don’t see now
all left is a happy ruse, decoy!!

Assassination in broad daylight

She smiled,
perhaps randomly
cause still unknown,
perhaps humility was shown
to a beggar of attention
perhaps a concession,
for old times sake
it wasn’t fake,
it wasn’t shake
smooth, sparkling
water in the lake,
heart decided it was enough
before the day in the rough,
incorruptible wonderful memory
last fabulous dowry
and stopped,
body dropped, like a brick,
people stopped, people laughed
finally dead, little prick!