Friday, November 18, 2016

The rose, the cry the life!

The rose, the cry the life!

Wednesday, February 4, 2015

For Nima, who reads to me.

The Blessed Soul

He read to me  Crazy Awesome Paintings by Vladimir Kush
from the green apple
the generosity of a dying ant
He petted my hair
and gave me a drink
from the tears of fairies!
He shook my hand 
watered the broken vase in the corner yard
Remembered the dying fish in the black bowl too
Played me  music 
the blessed soul

One night while I was sleeping on the dying thread of eternity
That night behind the horizon of I see nothing,feel nothing and maybe the end is near
While I was trying to repeat"This shall pass too, this shall pass too" over and over again,,,

He sparkled like a star
now nothing is the same
He sang me a song
"He my son!"

                              p.k    Jan 27,2015


Wednesday, October 1, 2014

The Blue Danube

For Mitra,                                            

In solitude, thinking of your flight

Not feeling the sun again

Nor crying in the rain

You simply flew over the Blue Danube!

Vladimir Kush Painting
Leaving your precious ones behind

“to remember times of splendor in the grass

You, in the glory of the flowers

All along finding strength

in the memories left behind!”
                                      p.k Oct 1st,2014






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