MARIETA MAGLAS

MARIETA MAGLAS

THE DESERT

There's something

to teach in the desert- holy words,

not simple words.

'Tis about some thirst.

'Tis about one huge desert,

which is always peopled by

a lot of walkers,

those moribund walkers with small, leaden eyes,

eyes being like lost objects

and really  not useful

at night.

At night,

many, tiny, miscellaneous stars start to shine

in that unique, leaden sky,

but even so,

it is very hard to see around.

Those ancient stars become golden leaders

for those losers walking

and singing heavy songs,

but searching for new pools -

wherever they are elsewhere .

The teacher said, and he said once,

'I'll turn the desert into a pool of water, '-

it is not only about the thirst.

Those dying people

still have a will, but maybe

they all will not lose

all their hope.

At least, they cannot die twice

and they think that they will lose everything

because

there is nothing left to save.

Marieta Maglas

MY UNIQUE TANGO OF LOVE

Your words

kill my reality and divide it

into forgotten fragments

of life - memories.

I am in your arms and I am slowly

taking your shape

until we become

a whole. I really lose myself

inside you. 'Tis night

and it is nothing but

a dream. Love melts everything

in both of us. I want

my metamorphose

to be

irreversible. And words,

only those words

that accompany the act of love,

transform

the reality

completely and totally

into a different one -

a world of two. The seconds are lost.

Become eternal

for the perpetuation

of the moment.

You have been for me

a forgotten deity

on earth- the man. If love

still exists,

it means that

you are still...

that man. No, you're not

a stone god

and yet you are,

and I love you,

and you're not yourself,

and yet you are.

You are aspiring me.

You are aspiring me

until I become only

love inside you. Between

black and white

in the morning,

at dawn,

between night and day,

from black over white

to white over black,

I am

your breath

because you continuously breathe me,

while I

while I.....

What do you think I'm doing all day long?

I'm waiting for you to come again

to me

because of your promise....

Marieta Maglas

SENRYU FOR GOD

The Divine Light

Becomes colored thoughts to frame

Letters and numbers.

MARIETA MAGLAS