Tonight, I wont write about love.

Tonight, 
I wont write about love.
No, not tonight.
Tonight I will write
about the silent sky
and the moon,
that on his chest he holds.
I will write about this fog
that got my city strangled
just like a tight rope.
Tonight,
I will write about my garden
and the frozen flowers there-
that show me that death
is a sight to behold!
Tonight,
I will write about life
and death
and how fast this fleeting life goes!

But, when i looked down
just like on every other night
tonight, I again,
on the spread page
“I miss you” wrote.



http://kushtrimthaqi.com/2013/12/29/tonight-i-wont-write-about-love/

Human!

And,
you get intimidated by a man
that minds his own business,
just because in his face
a beard he holds

You run away when you meet that man
with a tattoo on his face
even though, 
he would never hurt you
contrary, to what you have been told

You back down
and you change your way
just because,
someone with a cross in his neck
just crossed your road

You seem smart
wise, and pretty intelligent
but, contrary to what others say
if someone cracked you up
and looked inside
i don’t think that in you,
they would find a soul.



http://kushtrimthaqi.com/2013/12/28/human-2/

Rebirth

"Dreams can be deceiving"
So i heard,
but so is life!
Today you see everything clearly
next day you wake up
covered in sweat, tears and lies.
Then, everything changes
what you are
what you could become
the way you would have been
if you walked, tread
the straight white line.
The way you see, hear
taste and feel
nothing is the same
not even your brain,
it’s as if it has been replaced
by a greater, newer version
of your older self!

"Truth can’t be found in darkness"
They said,
but neither can it be found in light!
I found mine in between
there, where words collide.
Where fights end
without the need to start
where no one wins, no one loses
yet, everyone lives
everyone is alive.
There i stay
now, that i have woken up
reborn in my body
in my own blood;
Like a child
experiencing everything
for the first time
the sky, the moon, the sun
oh, how good it is to live
how good is to be alive...



http://kushtrimthaqi.com/2013/07/30/rebirth/

Stuck in the sound

I’m trying to paint a sound-
A beautiful melody
That has been echoing in my mind
One, that kills my insanity
Only for a second
But that’s more than enough;
To open my eyes.
See the world how it really is
Hear it how it sounds
And taste it,
While i’m burning my tongue!

That sound,
That gives me the sense of freedom
Now, when the sense is not around.
It makes me smile and grants me wings
In this time
When the skies are clouded
And is not a small feat to smile
Without holding a knife behind your back
Filled with your poisoned grudge.

But, 
I’m feeling kind of lost;
Trying to paint the sound of universe
Using only my words.
Thus, proving my own incompetence
In understanding, perceiving 
And making sense…
In this senseless world!



http://kushtrimthaqi.com/2013/12/26/stuck-in-the-sound-2/

Late Confessions

By the sun and by the moon
and by the morning that never comes
by the light that kills the darkness
I swear, I have never loved!

Never in my life I have craved
nor have I looked with my hearts eye
someone else that was not you
I swear, to you I can not lie.

And my fingers have never touched
the way they touched when they touched you
and the heat you gave my blood
I swear, no one else can give it too.

No one in this life has got me drunk
as it did your skins perfume
and when i was with someone else
I swear, I have never loved…but I loved you!



http://kushtrimthaqi.com/2013/09/17/late-confessions/

Kaleidoscope

Since the beginning of my mind
I saw with eyes that were not mine
I walked with legs that i couldn’t lift
And the air i breathed, was drenched in greed

I swallowed thoughts that other ditched
Science, beliefs, and long gone creeds
In black and white they got me dyed
But i ran away, i survived

Throwing up what they made me eat
I cleaned myself from hate and greed
And from colors without a shine
I changed to green, feeling alive

And in green i stood for a long time
Until i met those, dyed, in rainbow lime
Glimmering and dazzling, indeed they could shine
But they were not real so i left them behind

I walked fast, slow, and sometimes i even ran
Till i reached a place with nothing behind
I took that leap, entering a non-existent time
Everything was there, i got confused…

…I smiled. I could breathe for the first time!



http://kushtrimthaqi.com/2013/11/02/kaleidoscope/

Frostbitten

You remind me of snow
The first touch
Cold, but so, so beautiful
Pure and shining
Blinding my eyes
You remind me of snow
And the scent it leaves behind.




http://kushtrimthaqi.com/2013/11/29/frostbitten/

Observation

There is beauty in tears
and sacredness in sorrow
Life, in a glass just broken
and hope, for a better tomorrow.

There is hate behind a smile
and smile under a wrinkled face
Mountains, higher than ourselves
but we have steps, we have our legs.

There is a force that can’t be seen
and a grief that swallows whole
Souls, that break from a white scream
then, there is love, there’s always love.



http://kushtrimthaqi.com/2013/12/04/oberservation/

Moonstruck

I must confess!
I have loved the moon
more than,
I can ever love the sun.
That’s what kept me warm
on the starless nights-
in those nights,
when clouds were thick
heavy and tight;
In those times,
when rain poured
and poured,
tiny wet meteorites-
unstoppable floods of pain
that crashed,
in my flesh and heart.
I must confess!
I loved her too much
and all of her shapes;
I loved that insanity
that once in a month she gave; 
I loved her moves
even when she went away;
I loved her, I loved her,
I know…
I deserve to be called insane.



http://kushtrimthaqi.com/2013/12/13/moonstruck-2/

Missing

I will miss your scent
In these roads that i daily tread
And the way how i felt…
How i used to feel…
Before you were gone,
When you were here.


http://kushtrimthaqi.com/2013/12/19/missing-2/