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Wonderland
Let’s hold hands and
go to this wonderland
There are no candies
but honey and balm
There are no lemons
but sharpness of mind
There are no birds to be seen
but melodies in colour
There are no altercations
but peace and calm
There is no magic
but there is something magical
There is opportunity of dreaming of
possibilities and impossibilities
If you want to get lost in it
have the liberty to do so
Get lost in its array of colours
Get lost in its cadence
Get lost in its depth
And if you don’t like this wonderland
then create your own
and take sanctuary therein
Everyone should have a wonderland.
go to this wonderland
There are no candies
but honey and balm
There are no lemons
but sharpness of mind
There are no birds to be seen
but melodies in colour
There are no altercations
but peace and calm
There is no magic
but there is something magical
There is opportunity of dreaming of
possibilities and impossibilities
If you want to get lost in it
have the liberty to do so
Get lost in its array of colours
Get lost in its cadence
Get lost in its depth
And if you don’t like this wonderland
then create your own
and take sanctuary therein
Everyone should have a wonderland.
Limassol, August 2012
Copyright © Pepi Martin
Thoughts like Ribbons
Thoughts are marriage of mind and emotions
Thoughts are like rivers
that sometimes run wild,
they have their highs and lows
I see the thoughts like ribbons in many hues
Let them run alongside each other
It is only then that they will have harmony
and with each sequence of emotions they will be free
and the good energy will flow
The good thoughts are like buds of flowers
Nurture them and by doing so
you invite the good and happy reflections
Liberate yourself from tangled thoughts
They bring nothing but misery and limitation
You do not have to stay in darkness or hide in there
You want the light and warmth
Come out and shine like a star
no matter how small.
Thoughts are like rivers
that sometimes run wild,
they have their highs and lows
I see the thoughts like ribbons in many hues
Let them run alongside each other
It is only then that they will have harmony
and with each sequence of emotions they will be free
and the good energy will flow
The good thoughts are like buds of flowers
Nurture them and by doing so
you invite the good and happy reflections
Liberate yourself from tangled thoughts
They bring nothing but misery and limitation
You do not have to stay in darkness or hide in there
You want the light and warmth
Come out and shine like a star
no matter how small.
Doha, April 2012
Copyright © Pepi Martin
The Watchful Eyes
So the story unfolds
the curtains are pulled back
How can one describe a feeling or
for that matter feelings?
Complex; all interwoven
some lucid and clear
some hidden in your mind’s eye
others wrapped in cloak of anonymity
as if wanting to disappear by the magic of a wand
What do the two fishes swimming
in the opposite directions represent?
Slippery situations or
being pulled in two different directions?
What is the bird doing there?
Does it want to fly away
or sing many unsung ballads?
Bright light showing a face
The bearer of many hopes and vistas
Can you see the watchful eyes looking at you
and telling all?
the curtains are pulled back
How can one describe a feeling or
for that matter feelings?
Complex; all interwoven
some lucid and clear
some hidden in your mind’s eye
others wrapped in cloak of anonymity
as if wanting to disappear by the magic of a wand
What do the two fishes swimming
in the opposite directions represent?
Slippery situations or
being pulled in two different directions?
What is the bird doing there?
Does it want to fly away
or sing many unsung ballads?
Bright light showing a face
The bearer of many hopes and vistas
Can you see the watchful eyes looking at you
and telling all?
Doha, April 2012
Copyright © Pepi Martin
The Colour of Blue
Why is that I love
the colour of blue ?
Is it the richness, depth
or so many shades of it ?
Perhaps because of
all the rivers that run deep inside me
Sitting at the shore
during a bright day
listening to the waves
which is all about the rhythm and the blues
Looking at the horizon
one sees the sea and the sky in unison
but isn’t it an optical illusion ?
The sea and the sky
are worlds apart
The sky like an old wise man
keeps an eye on day and night
and on life passing by
It is full moon
the light projects
The sky is not all darkness
but mixture of Cerulean and Ultramarine
a colour unique both warm and amazing
while this is happening
The sea is busy with its motions
the sound of waves are like
a daff player playing in the far away land
with expertise and precision.
the colour of blue ?
Is it the richness, depth
or so many shades of it ?
Perhaps because of
all the rivers that run deep inside me
Sitting at the shore
during a bright day
listening to the waves
which is all about the rhythm and the blues
Looking at the horizon
one sees the sea and the sky in unison
but isn’t it an optical illusion ?
The sea and the sky
are worlds apart
The sky like an old wise man
keeps an eye on day and night
and on life passing by
It is full moon
the light projects
The sky is not all darkness
but mixture of Cerulean and Ultramarine
a colour unique both warm and amazing
while this is happening
The sea is busy with its motions
the sound of waves are like
a daff player playing in the far away land
with expertise and precision.
Doha, April 2012
Copyright © Pepi Martin
Copyright © Pepi Martin
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