East of Eden

Dedicated to all unspoken thoughts, to all memories from times almost unreal, to all kisses that lasted a minute of pure forever. To you, please know, there’s always enough sand, moonlight and waves to see us together again. I know!

East of Eden

East of Eden sleeps my strength,
melodies elude chaos of cold waves.
Moments written in sand
are now hazed with dust from hell.

Long gone, but never absent,
whirls in pure forever and you,
breaths confused with faint illusions,
heaven once held my smile.

Drifting hearts seduced on paper,
Latin letters often bewildered, wishes made
out of agony, East of Eden is not for me,
I follow the stars to Shangri-la with you.

 

Shangri-la according to Wikipedia is a mystical, harmonious valley, gently guided from a lamasery, enclosed in the western end of the Kunlun Mountains. Shangri-La has become synonymous with any earthly paradise but particularly a mythical Himalayan utopia — a permanently happy land, isolated from the outside world. In the novel Lost Horizon, the people who live at Shangri-La are almost immortal, living years beyond the normal lifespan and only very slowly aging in appearance. The word also evokes the imagery of exoticism of the Orient.


“You bring color into my life” by Sonam Mandal

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 © 2010  Broken Sparkles

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Airports,airplanes …

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Airports, airplanes …

I love airports with big spatial halls,
panels showing arrivals and departures,
pleasant voice of a woman announcing flights
or asking politely passengers to hurry up.
Hectic people with suitcases, couples saying “good bye”.
Checking-in, hand luggage, business areas, duty free shops,
Swiss chocolates, the smell of Armani perfume,
Tie rack, newspapers and maps, everything.

I love airplanes and the sits next to the window,
where you can look at the funny clouds and
see bright light coming from the sun going down.
The stewardess in immaculate clean uniform
and little scarfs with the colors of the airline.
The noise of the passengers around me,
the departure of the plane, bringing strange
feeling of creeping ants on your back.

I even love the turbulence that
wakes you up, shaking the whole aircraft,
showing you how wonderful is to be alive.
The view of the town from the top,
with houses in a shape of a match.
The landing, the touch of the wheels to
the ground and the sound of a relief in the air.

But most of all, what I love is, when I pass the exit gates,
to see you on the other end, waiting with a smile, ready to take me home.


Image by Blaga Todorova

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© 2010  Broken Sparkles`

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When light meets darkness

In the blogging world we meet new people every day. Some come by to leave a beautiful thought and don’t repeat the visit, others stay and share part of our hearts. Each of them we appreciate and relate to an experience. Recently I found a poetry blog called  “Inside the Mind of A Lunatic”, the name of the author – DeadPoet/ Sonam Mandal/. My first thought – “What’s with all the darkness here?”. Despite the darkness in the words I really liked every sentence, every breath engraved in the posts. The quote “When it is dark enough, you can see the stars.” – Charles A. Beard it’s the perfect description about  “Inside the Mind of A Lunatic”.  Comparing Sonam’s poetry to my writing/ mostly with a hint of a romance/, I wondered what will happen if light meets darkness, if romance collides with shadows? Will they manage to survive in one common land? It was most exciting to work together with her. Thank you Sonam!


Light and darkness


Let her relish the charm of angels,
As the Devil tries to snare her in his trap.
Make her surrender to the colors of rainbows,
While twilight seeps in through the cracks.

Water shining in the violet of astral eyes,
Shadows dancing behind the sparkle of her smile.
Souls growing kindness, hands swaying softness,
There lies the sound of emptiness in her laugh.

The bells of purple dawn shifting towards one new day,
Will she bow down to the darkness of the night?
Will she side with lights and knights?
Alas, we shall never know the secrets of a lonely heart.

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"Garden of Eden" by Sonam Mandal

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© 2010  Broken Sparkles

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