Skip to main content

I don't have but I have


I don’t have money to buy you a rose
But, I have my hand to draw you one
I don’t have your picture
To see you when you are far from me
But, I have the power of my mind
To remember all the lines of your face
And see how beautiful you are
I don’t have you and your love in my hands
But, I have the pleasure to be your friend
And that is better than being
Anything else in your life
I don’t have but I have.

2 April 2007

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Before...After

I thought on my thoughts hopelessly She, I said to love Thanks, had replied she A heavy dark cloud on me she placed Without north I walked No, yes? I wonder her reply Powerlessly remained I on my ill silence Like a stone, by man whenever he wants, Placed and there it remains Talk back, it won’t surely Remain there forever until by man moved Driven by hope, silent remain Live my before expecting to experience my after Knowing a thin line separates them Yet keep us widely apart An uncovered mystery, kept covered It revelation puzzling is Short one piece, short the whole meaning Discover one, question mark adding Maybe it has no answer, do it? Or Just agreement between the odds Should I read her black twin’s diary? Or Directly ask her about her? Maybe, like her twin, secretive she is Keeping her answers for her Well, before I ask her if she… I will ask my heart if I… After that I will ask her: What before I thought to ask after Then her answer mine also will be Only then; Before will...
Post a Comment
Read more

Past and future

Ever wonder how for is the future From the past? Then comes the present The border between the past and future Some say it is closer to the past Some, to the future Some, at no side bent Reasons differ as the opinions For on one street going up, down another comes What sense do we reach; still a discussion That was the past, which passed One second ago, by the future replaced The same that passed to make up the endless past Lived as the present, fast instant Every second in front of you is your future Yet your past I made plans to the future one may say Obviously it cannot be fulfilled in the past any way Acted it on the present, didn’t you? That reacted chemically irreversible to the past Pushing the close future, closer Three everlasting instants Make up the root of a single tree Yet the past seems to be longest of the three Digs in present ceaselessly and memorable What sense do we reach? The order, never reversible Past and future, present in between. 11 May 2008
Post a Comment
Read more