Author: Kris Mojag
Missing you
I miss you Every moment Of every day. It is there, always And ambient But hard to describe And hard to say, Hard to cement As not material. How deep and personal How untouchable, unseen But also how real. Life goes on With unforgiving reality. Memories are there to stay Something to lean on, Forever, clean and unclean Messy and pristine And for the eternity.
Earth Is The Queen Of The Universe
Mother earth Gives birth, Brings life Creates this unique art. Colors motions Sounds and songs Expressions and emotions – Nowhere else in the Universe Seen or heard. Small but powerful She knows how to rule With her unique gifts, qualities, And so far She is the only one With such abilities. She lets her children Walk around and play On her chest, She lets them spread, Remains in charge But lets them disperse. They make…
Simple Truth
Truth – when simple Is the best kind, the best solution, Easy to see And is usually free From any wrinkle Or any distortion. Although nothing is absolute This may be As close to it as you could Get to. When explanations, discussions, proof Or anything else is needed or added Truth may start to melt and drip And be faded, As clarity may start to escape Or be stripped Leaving you with a picture…
Like Flowing Rivers
Like two rivers We came together When we met. Then we created Some swirls, turbulence and vortex. After that quieting down We flowed for long Until we found the ocean. By then It was too late For us to separate.
Being On Autopilot
I was on autopilot But was bumping into things As my navigation system Was not properly working, I didn’t know where I was going. Then you came along Took over my steering, Saved me from some accidents, And took me to places That I had never been in, Didn’t even know they existed. I felt happy, pleased and rested. Please continue driving me on And please never leave me alone As then I would surely…
Your Seduction
Your seduction Made out of the potion Of your love and your beauty – Was blinding and intoxicating. I could not resist And continued to insist That I must take a sip. But once I did I could not remove my lips And just kept on drinking. The potent action Turned on the reactions That kept me going. Now I am drunk Emerged in the fun and sunk Can’t get out and run So please…
Enter, Exist and then exit
We enter, exist Do our things Then exit. Dust to dust Return we must, But in between We get blown around Then fall back on the ground. Life – the complexity Is broken down To its bits The simplicity.