As our brains think at ones throw the core...
I break descending law of your kiss
You fix burbling sound of your lips
I leave just for good from my brain
Instead fast you become my refrain
I talk to myself: don't give up
You drink slow my spirit from the cup...
Now we are transparence even more
As our brains think at ones throw the core...
Vasil Marku 2012
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Nothing less then you do…
I lost you behind invisible walls of thinking
Why you move and don't move
The galactic of your brain reads and
Speaks unsounded words
Come back,
And I will give my life for free
Disserve or not
You must be myself, are we?
Break the wall and give me a break
The same destination. Let it be our fate
shouting deep in the darkest sky
No stars to number, no suns to count, or cry
And nobody listening
We the voices of unvoiced
Going against the river of humans or not,
Showing courage to say the truth
The truth of my poems
So invisible
So transparent
Like our free life
Till the end of the word
Still Alone
You and me
In one…
Moving against or throw…
Making short shades
Under the sun
Nothing less then you do…
Vasil Marku 2012
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Scorcher time…
It is a scorcher waiting time…
Under the shadow of your name
I count the grains of sand
That stealthily escapes throw my fingers …
That without smoothing out your face can do nothing…
And my spirit without asking me, got up and went to you,
Far way, at the other side of the shore
The fevers of your silence to deprive
That until I will know if you are fine…
Without waiting for turning my spirit back
Maybe you will…
Find me at my lonely room
Switched off…
Or Dead.
Vasil Marku
New York October 2011
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Nji, dy, tre, kater.- One two, three, four.
Nji luge mjalte per fjalte e imta..- One spoon of honey for fine words
Dy zogj shpirtit kndojne ner floke- Two spirit birds sing in the hair
Tre rrathe zjermit qe mrende digjna e kjajme-Three fire circles that we burn and kry
Kater sy ma t'mdhej se i qielle e i toke.- Four eyes much biger then earth and sky.
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03/13/2012
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Do you see my face that smiles for we...
Come more close my dear
do you hear my voice
that cries like a broken tree?
Do you see my face that smiles for we...
I want to built an Eiffel poem
in your heart
you don't have to wait,
nor to call a draft
...... to glaze your eyes or
to fly over the sky
everything you need
i will pass throw the empty greed
don't be shy, shy...
You make me hero?
I need not.
It is just an Eiffel poem
believe me my dear
I am rich in my heart
You do not need to thank me
‘cause we both are
The children of the god....
Vasil Marku 2012
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A panorama with arches…
Arches, arches, arches
Arches of lips, palates, eyes, eyebrows
Arches of hearts, minds, kisses,
Indignities, obedience’s,
Arches of dreams, skies, stars, waters
Arched bridges that make me easier to reach you
More quickly than one single arc
Arched of words, that goes so smoothly
When they fly in arch style between us
Arches under sustained bridges of our love
And, I get thirsty oftentimes for them…
Vasil Marku 2012
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And this is more then true…
Three words that can't be caught
Three flowers that do not gloom
Three angles of my spirit that do not flame
They are, if you are not with me…
Two lips that get old to kiss…
Two songs that never miss
Two dreams that can't be losed…
They are, if you are not with me
An opaque that doesn't sound
A shadow with no face around
A light with no real chain
It is, if you are not here with me
Three words like a fountain…
I -Love -You,
Are the only ones,
That initials my flame…
I never will be the same…
And this is more then true…
When this could be real
to me
and to You..
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Where are you my love.
You took my mouth, so why still you want to talk to me
You took my eyes, why you turn your head to glance at me
You took my heart, now, why you are looking if I am at least alive
You grabbed my brain' but not my mind
'cause I still tens to call from so near:
Where are you my love.
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It's not enough a lifetime to love you
Oh give me just one Valentine's Day
And I'll give you 365 days and nights,
I want to sing this day with sounds of joy
Even if loving thee, it's not enough a whole life
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Cold....
Cold....
It's so cold...
going inside my brain-house
doesn't mean anything new
for me
even more and more for you
within my tortured innocent inspiration
I continue to survive throw
my poems half-killed
with blood springs instead of eyes
with despair sky instead of dreams
my poems more than a life light
more than the largest sight
I see,
It is so cold
more in
then outside
because of your complacency,
It's really cold
till to the bones of my words
Cold....
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The Way Of Your Life Live In Me
Take my hand and
I will be all yours forever,
like the tree of daw grows
in your blue sky of eyes
Make me a song on your lips
And I will sing with your breath
So, till last one let me be
The way of your life live in me...
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Is it what you want! ?
Is it what you want; to sing for you tonight
For sky, stars and spirit comets
That none your eye can see
Or fly like a blind bird through the unknown paths of heart
And to be more satisfied
Force me to be a tree! ?
If really makes you happy
So let me count my polite roots
To push them deep in a empty spirit soil
With my no-mouth boots…
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Just for a word...
Just for a word...
I ran after you, like butterflies after light
You ran and I ran...Oh God,
Do not leave my feet fall in a word
because I slide
And I can not reach you anymore in this life.
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Farewell.
This morning I'm sending you a poem
With lanes that look like empty…
‘Cause yourself can make assumptions for what I wonted to say
I'll leave all in your hands
Write on it, what ever you wont
Complete them like at the last desire
That can't tell...
Just as if you and me
Had each other hugging
And saying for last time
Farewell.
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During my time yet
I felt tired of looking around me
I wanted to scream - berate them
To break up the sound muscle
But for what the
Oh, I better remain silent, silent as long as I want
God, give me a head with a sane brains contents
Not filled with all forms of propaganda
That I can use as protective of the weakness that I have
During my time yet to leave the world
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It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day outside my mind
As I keep holding tight with my dark side
Traveling from nowhere to nowhere
Reaching the speed of light…
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Soft rain...
A soft rain is falling down across my brain
And the time of thoughts it’s lightning
A piece of heaven runs out, and still I know
The tired clouds rain on tears...
I do not know whether it is spring or autumn
A meaningless season has entered in the midst
Somewhere grizzled hair nor all fallen down..
Somewhere wet grass refreshed with daw...
Time, an invented notion, ephemeral
Moves in and out without asking my brain
tousle, sit, stand up in her eyes
make as if I feel, I love, nor shout...
On this crossing time over the plane
I measure it with light, water, leaves...
And my thoughts dissolve days and months
As throughout my brain the rain falls in silent...
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Waiting From You For Just A Kiss
I cannot satiate you with a few word specks
But you cannot come in freely with big words…
You know I can't move as crooked only for your sake
It seems that I wound hardly my fragile soul
And if I look so downwards, I fear that I'll glide
If I would release your hand, I fear that of miss you, right?
Oh, I would like to see the blue in each other's eye
Even if the night had to go without touching your breast sky
However, It's of spirits work, and it's not so easy like this…
And like an Albanian, I only sing and never cry…
Waiting from you for just a kiss…
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Come On
I guess we know each other now for seven years
Why has it always to end up with tears
A little problem and soon discussions start
We bang our heads and we always forget our hearts
Somehow, somewhere
I guess I had this all before
Somehow, somewhere
I guess I had this all before
Come on, come on lets go home
Give the sinking ship a drink
I think its better if we go
Somehow my thoughts are running slow
Will feel sorry when I awake
So you better give me a break
Take your brown eyes and putem in a glass
Put some icecubes in and watch the rotting mess
Look in my blue ones and you know I never lie
Give me a drink and I say to you lets have another try
Somehow, somewhere...
You better give me a break
You better give me
You better give me a break...
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It Starts With A Kiss
It starts with a kiss,
That brings the world down,
A kiss,
That makes my body give in,
It starts with a kiss,
And your hands,
Slowly moving down my back,
And lifting me up to put my legs around you,
It starts with a kiss,
Our lips will do what they do,
My lips will part,
When yours do,
It starts with a kiss,
With my hands through your hair,
And with your hands on my waist,
Man this world seems to quake,
It starts with a kiss,
Man this is so fair,
Your lips feel so good,
On mine that just sit their,
It starts with a kiss,
That makes the whole room stop,
They see sparks fly,
And the room glow in a light so pure,
It starts with a kiss,
But when your lips leave mine,
My neck feels their company,
Then my body gives into you,
It starts with a kiss,
Your lips seem to know what to do,
Cause they are moving up and down my neck,
Once that ends they find my lips again,
It starts with a kiss,
And my body sub comes to you,
And once again,
The Kiss Is Where It All Begins! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
My glow love...
My glow love...
The moon has entered gently
in my room and surprisingly
does not want to leave anymore
the weight of your absence...
adds even more its importance
Even I am not the one to frighten it
nor to say to the shiny moon just stay...
Waiting means loosing...
and nothing more
Giving space for a moon pause
letting it to drink
an half empty glass
Oh, so idle you are, my moon
I called you just for a twilight
and you are not leaving any soon...
Now me and the moon sleep together
like the shades over the wall
scold each other
but often we agree
for what want to say and
for what we don't...
My time love is conking in my door
Moon has to say goodbye
the moon leaves
the shades cry
Welcome so late
my glow love...
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