Golders Green cemetery

Beautiful

Beautiful

An exuberant sunset

You looked at,

you had tears in your eyes

smile on your lips

" Beautiful"

You whispered

The serpentine lake

rows and rows of white cranes

to an unknown home ,

You clapped like a child

and said . " Beautiful"

Almost empty Hampstead heath

You get close

closer still

underneath the

sighing willow tree,

you whisper again and again

" Beautiful "

Two cups of coffee

on a rain drenched Kardomah

Coffee shop in Holborn,

Watching theatre passioned crowd

Umbrellas and Raincoats hiding

stolen kisses.

You looked at my eyes and

said, so beautiful

Cold winter morning

Getting lost and found in

the crowd of Petticoat lane,

sparkling laughter saying

" Its so beautiful"

Motorway

fast lane ..seventy...eighty

Clusters of hair unrestrained

in the air,

Warm bed sitting room,

one single bed for two

Nomadic thirsty lovers

the sighs

the moans

the groans

Beautiful exhaustion.

" Its beautiful to be alive "

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Many dead men carry

a fresh dewdrop inside a glass case

To the Goldergreen cemetery.

Thousands and thousand green leaves

Generous Turquoise sky

and swarms of thousand birds

sing in the fifth symphony tune,

You are beautiful

you are beautiful in your smile

You are beautiful in your cry

You are beautiful in your life

you are beautiful in your lifelessness,

You are beautiful in your passion

you are beautiful in your silence

In The light You are beautiful

In the darkness you are beautiful,

In the fullness you are beautiful

You are beautiful in Emptiness too ...

@ Amiyo

Hurt

I am hurt again,

This time it is a mortal wound.

The green liquid oozing out

of the gash has lost all directions.

Life shortened.

Poetries mute,

canvas shrieks,

dervish dances anticlockwise,

A longing stretches hand

to ALPRAX Sr

compassionate soporific.

The ancient stone god HURT

The courtyard swept,
with strong disinfectant
Toxicity removed.