Seeing the life differently!


Dali’s elephant

Painting by Salvador Dali

You transport me to unknown lands
On virgin beaches with pearly sands…
Rainbows are gushing from your eyes.
Your extremities elongate
Similar to Dali’s elephant
And you transport me above
On a beach of clouds…
Your smile disarms me.
Every kiss seals what it is
And what lies ahead
A promise, a dance in two…
I bathe in the peace induced by
The grip of your hand on my hip.
Your velvety skin keeps place of a shelter
For my shadows
Which miraculously evaporate
And become just memories…
You forge miracles with your manly hands.
With the same hands
You transform me into a violin
And I’m carrying you to unknown lands
On the music dictated by the meticulously polished wood…



We have time


The persistence of memory (detail) by Salvador Dali Photo source: Pinterest

The persistence of memory (detail) by Salvador Dali
Photo source: Pinterest

“We have time for everything:
to sleep, to run from one place to another,
to regret having mistaken and to mistake again,
to judge the others and to forgive
we have time for reading and writing,
for making corrections to our texts, to regret ever having
we have time to make projects and never
respect them,
we have time to make illusions and gamble
through their ashes later on.
We have time for ambitions and illnesses,
to blame it all on ambitions and details,
we have time to watch the clouds, advertisements or
some ordinary accident,
we have time to chase our wonders away
and to postpone the answers,
we have time to break a dream to pieces and then
to reinvent it,
we have time to make friends, lose them,
we have time to learn our lessons and then
forget them quickly afterwards,
we have time to be given gifts and not understand them.
We have time for them all.
But there is no time for just a drop of tenderness.
When we are about to get to that too – we die.”

by Octavian Paler


Lame love

Painting by Salvador Dalí

Painting by Salvador Dalí. Photo source: Pinterest

Love hurts you, it burns you, it consumes you, it devours you because it cancels you as a person, it steps on your ego and the loved one become even more important than yourself.
Love is crazy because it has no logic and without asking it settles in your flesh, in your bones, in every single cell until it becomes a greater force than yourself.
You can only kill love by dissecting it, every inch of it, until no trace of mystery is left.
Maybe I’ve never felt as free as I do now, I was blinded by a lame love, handicapped by distance.
I’ll dump the crutches and step on my wounds with my head held high.
Life is beauty anyway, with or without lame loves. There are sadder things in this world and only a few have found their soul mate – even if they’ve lost it.


Chaotic dance

Dance by Salvador Dalí Photo source: Pinterest

Dance by Salvador Dalí
Photo source: Pinterest

I’ve danced with the sadness
Hand in hand, then she pulled me closer
I’ve rested my head on her shoulder
Crooning our sad, powerful song…
Gazing at the moon
She seemed scribbled by an unsure hand
Even the waves seemed to sound wrongfully
I’ve closed my eyes, our dance became chaotic
And the wind was burning my cheeks.
A cricket’s song disturbed the moment
Bringing back some dusted memories
How can you love if you’re blindfolded
And how can you trust if you don’t love?
Blindfolded by ego and ideals
We travel losing the beauty
Her magic, her lack of opulence
Ending up dancing with the enemy
Fed by our petrified hearts…


Where are you closer?

Painting by Salvador Dalí. Photo source: Pinterest


Today I’m in mourning
Contemplating the time
And wondering how the past
Can meet the future and still
Bring so much sadness in the present?
I’ve lost you while I had you
And while I’ll still have you forever.
We are only mortals,
But love could be a proof of immortality
Or it just raise us in our own eyes?
I am the proof that a bird can fly only with one wing
The second wing being built on memories, dreams
And suspended by love…
Where are you closer
Miles away, resting on somebody else’s chest
Or continuously in my heart?