Your Reflection

Its one of those autumn days, cloudy, wet, windy, leaves are leaving the home , but don’t want to leave as yet, they are hugging the ground, resisting the winds hands, which is trying to carry them to their destination

Sky looks angry, its complexion has turned dark gray, may be its sad or may be its just feeling emotional today, that is why I see all those tears on the ground

I can hear the wind , it too don’t sound happy today, rushing all the leaves, pushing them to move

there are two bright eyes staring at me on the glass window, facing the pool , on my right side, they are the reflection of light from my living room

everything seems so alive today, breathing, moving , talking …..

Day follows the night
and night follows the day
Time flies and life goes on
But …
In between it all
comes Monday
thats when I get to talk to you
and suddenly it feels
as if
Life has become
New again .

Every night I hear her coming. she is very quite, she will come and sit beside you, without making a single noise, before you can be aware she will be sitting very close arms around you, intoxicating the mind with her sweet fragrance, she will take you by the hand and walk towards the bed room, ask you to get ready and come to bed … the moment you put your head on the pillow , she will kiss your forehead, and whisper in your ears, sweet dreams my Love

Her name is Sleep .

You are the happy in happiness of my life. You are the joy I feel listening to a melodious song . You are the anchor that keeps me grounded in life. You are the dream I keep having over and over, dream that I look forward to coming true . I love the feeling of loving you .

I don’t even want to think about life without you. I cant imagine not being able to call you at least once a week sometimes more. I don’t want to go thru life without your company, how will I know myself without you, who will tell me what my voice sound like, or how much I am loved ?

It is what you see reflected in the mirror of your heart. There are as many definitions as there are hearts. We see what we feel, we feel what we have experienced, we experience what we draw towards us, and we draw towards us what is best to help us learn and grow

Jan of 2017

It was one of the turning points in my life. Something happened that turned my life up side down. When I finally was able to get up on my feet, I found myself looking at a dust cloud of broken dreams, but I decided to continue to walk rather than standing still.

I picked up my daughters old painting brush and some old oil paints, found a small canvas, which had something already drawn on it with pencil , I started painting and has not stopped still. It gave me a channel to plant some colors not only on the canvas but also in my mind

Fights between individuals,

as well as governments and nations,

invariably result from misunderstandings

in the broadest interpretation of this term.

Misunderstandings are always caused by

the inability of appreciating

one another’s

point of view

Like a Flower
I can wrap you in my scent
Caressing and Kissing your fingers
As it touches my petals
Brushing against your lips
Coloring them with a smile

Like a Earth
I revolve around you
Some nights are the darkest of all
Some nights I see the full moon
Making me half mad
Releasing me from the prison of my senses
Letting me enter your heart
Where I can finally become one with you
Me and You and no one else
I wait for these Full moon nights

~ © Ak