Memories or moments?

Do we remember days? Or do we remember moments?

Do we savour events? Or do we savour emotions?

Today I remember precious ones, the ones so far away physically, yet so close spiritually - it hurts not being able to reach out - hold - talk - laugh - give - and share love across the visual bridge !

And on a lighter candid note: "Memory is what tells a man that his wife's birthday was yesterday" ~Mario Rocco

:)

For a moment...

In your arms….

Fleeting sanity and all glimmerings of reality

Melting in your smoldering charms….

I yearn – if only for a heartbeat – that you cradle my soul with the deepest charity

Drown me….

Suffer me to the quintessence of your affections

Only with you I am and I be….

I beg – if only for an instant – that your sultry magic engulf me

Nicety, subtlety, and nuance….

Diminish, as my being gels with yours

Delicately enchant my atoms, thus perchance….

I plead – if only for a flash – that your fervor penetrate my very pores

Free, liberated through our perfect fit….

I will carry your pain with ecstatic glee

Give me the torment riddling your pure spirit….

Be your eternal solace and balm, please let me be

With the gaze of your eyes, Paradise stands as a diminutive illusion….

My being is granted existence

I crave – if only for a moment, for a moment, a moment, moment – an electrifying fusion…..

With your essence.

- Rouzeh, 2010

Sooooooon

I must must must find the time again! Will play the keyboard soon enough on here...... for now one of my macro-shots and some loveeee :)

A Tomorrow...our tomorrow

Burning white
The void melts
Seeds blooming fragrant
Can love be this right?

Take me with you
Seal me in your soul
Wrapped and bound in all entirety
What else is there to do?

Let me bring you a tomorrow
Reversing all yesterdays
Surpassing all bliss you knew
Will you feed this intention to grow?

You are my Knight, brandishing your sword in suave conquer of my being, sweep me on your stallion - we gallop to win our tomorrow

- Rouzeh

The soul of a poet outlives the finest looks

You and I Whole
Refreshing my core
I immerse in your allure

The call of the heart
Falls feeble on the mind
But I must start
Ploughing only what love can bind

Will the toils and tears go?
When will they go?

Denying my resistance
I blend with your existence

The cry of reason
Fades on the soul soaked in devotion
Rays of treason
Are vacuum in this intricate emotion

Will the love conquer?
When will it conquer?

Believe in it and brew faith, take my heart and stamp in it your soul…..
Give reason and love a rhythm to dance, and perchance make you and I whole…..

- Rouzeh, 09

Love for Life ... :)))

For years I took it for granted that loving oneself and being 'ok' in oneself just came naturally (yeah yeah naive or ? ). And thereof came the Love for Life.....taking pleasure in the simple things......sharing and expressing freely and without borders and boundary.....brewing laughter at any instant, however silly or simplistic, and being positive in whatever instance (including stress and problems).

Recently I experienced a series of harrowing and border-abuse incidents - stretched over several months - that awakened me to how this whole concept/ideology does not apply to all - and in fact I realised it seems harder for some! And it reinforced what I had witnessed growing up, that: the ability to be happy and at peace with oneself comes from within and will simply not last if it is catalysed by externally driven 'masking behaviours'. To be happy is about making others happy - not waiting for someone to make you smile. As my adverse experiences have ceased, I begin to take back my "Love for Life" the way I always knew it, with laughter and content enjoyment of the simple things in life - and a glow in anticipation of the bigger things which are always awaiting us. Reminded that the blessings are all around - waiting to be noticed by the positive inner eye. How could I have forgotten?

Of-course there are always mixed feelings surrounding the desire to maintain one's 'Love for Life', especially when one experiences imbalanced or unjust instances, and this reminds me of the Kite Runner. A superb movie, remarkable in the making and compelling in its storyline, but of-course quite tearful too (for me at least). I watched it thrice in the past few months, and one (partial) statement I relate to strongly - "....there is a way to be good again". Those of you who have watched it will appreciate how this fits into the injustice and betrayal faced by Hassan from his friend Amir - though not intentional, but because Amir just did not know how to deal with the situation and resolved to take the easy way out. Much later in life Amir was presented an opportunity to 'make-up-for' the betrayal. And I wondered, in my own context, will 'it be made good' one-day? Will having upheld faith that the wrongs will be 'made-up-for' be worth it in the end? And will my love for life be influenced by this?

I guess the beauty of waiting for tomorrow to unfold and give the answers, is the mysteries and wisdom it will bring with it. But today - I am content to nurture my Love for Life :)

Let Me Be A Love

What happened to the sheer wind?
Why has it ceased to sway me?
How did I land on the sun?
Was it on the rainbow slide you brought me after the rain?

All strides to detachment
Torn down by greater emotions
Have failed me
Leaving a persistent scar of enchantment
For you

Why is my soul tickling blue?
How is it creeping up on an emptiness?
What is the emotional war sucking on my mind?
Is it reality lurching me back to you?

It has started
Refusing to recoil inside me it hurdles and catapults forth
Persistently seeking succulent serenity
Beyond condition with revering awe
For you

What can I unleash?
Help me learn how much love can win
I fear failure

What can I sever?
Help me balm your soreness
I fear sowing pain

What can I succour?
Help me bring you infinity
I fear emotional mortality

What can I be?
Help me profess how much I love you
I fear to freeze

Let me touch you sublime, allow you and I transcendent unison, let me be a love, a love only, love only for, for you.

- Rouzeh (8/12/08)