oveisallyou need

feel it under your skin
deep
within
feel it buried in your mind
feel it sleeping down your spine
feel it breathing in your ears
dripping shudders through the tears
feel it push the soul out from you
making way for all the fears
and the dears
feel what just is there
and be what just happens

feel it
and allow for all the things in the world to exist
because without the awareness of love all the things in the world crumble

all you need is love, ove, ove....

but where and why and when and how

and how

how dose this love thing work?

the big life

the heavy rain

the sadness, the anger, the pain

the worries 

the plans

the meaning of aims

the big list of things to be done and all the games

the before and the after

the what will and how was

the million ways to get lost in your mind

the joy

the elation

the struggle to get it again

the fun and the laughs

and the feeling of ending

the all and the every, the each and the any

to fill up our heart

forever coming tsunamis to wash our shores of thin lives

how could love ever be enough

like i was saying...

put your leaves in the air

and  wave em like you just don't care

 

kids can stretch the fabric of reality

optimist

i always stood for happiness
in our talks of life and meaning
of death and light
i always did,
my love, actually

i always said let's make our rules
you can decide
to care about people
and hold their hands
and be their friends

so now
i am to invent again happiness in being without you,
my love, actually

should i fall in love
with you forever happily unhappy?
should i give another chance to life
and then betray you
to be unhappily happy again?

either way - happiness is
i stand for it still
i just so wished it were happiness with you
my love, actually

mi-e dor

ca o întindere
ca o furtună
ca o mare
dor
ca o aşteptare

ca o dorinţă în neputinţă

significant, a poem inspired by research and the sea

 

what is significant?

i mean

day after day

long night after long night

short, limited sleep after short, limited sleep

working hour after working hour

sweet surrender after sweet surrender

what is that is to be called significant?

sometimes in science we measure the truth by means of significance

a significant difference

to make all the difference

between no idea

and this could be something

but even in science significance is a game

with statistical rules

and you can get significantly good at playing

and be significantly someone

but, hell, you're just playing 

so my question poem here is saying

where's the daily significant difference

?

by which to sort out our daily truth

and feel like a significant someone, anonymously meaningful

the sea just exists

no significance testing needed

though it might be that it exists just from the sake of our eyes

and ears

and skin

and nose

and the highly improbable soul

but by all means and human standards, it exists

so what of that?!

some things don't need to be significant?