“Even the most brave and powerful men tremble at the sight of their Beloved - So vulnerable from the essence her fragrance leaves in their heart. I remember You like a cryptic carving of ancient scriptures on the sandalwood With reverence, meaning and a scent. I dance like a wild stream between the palms of God - so that, My movement is free of thought, My love for you free from context, I mirror galaxies for you drunk of my own reflection, You are the silence in a drowning noise - like an island, And your silence becomes a voice of its own. Tonight I am Rumi, the poet of the poets Who spoke of the Beloved: Oh Beloved, Moon of the Moons! Your pale face dissolves in the daylight, Where should I find you in my wake? Light becomes a concealing veil for your sacredness. Night covers you in a different veil, like that pearl at the bottom of the ocean, that is my heart. So precious is thy refinement. You move with the tides, always leaving but a fragrance of devotion. I'm meeting you on the crossroads where breath becomes life - And like a breath, immersed and formless, together we are scattered and life is merely a passage, a doorway to our secret garden.” LoveLifeBeautifulRomanceLife LessonsPoetryRelationshipLovers Author:Aleksandra Ninkovic
“The first time I saw you were mine, It was a late evening such as this. …and your smile was equally divine, and you've held our future in your fist. And your grip was, so overly tight, For a moment, rather crushed then held, Like a rose. When your words took flight, Fragrance fell - right beside my bed. It bled out. Like all things forsaken, With a knife, like everything so dear - At once ripped. Like the vows we've taken, Forgotten, began to disappear. Disillusioned. Isn't it so funny? Illusions take most space in our hearts. Your smile - it's like milk and honey, And poetry... Poetry is art.” LoveRomancePoetryRelationshipRegretIllusions Author:Aleksandra Ninkovic
“You speak the language of the stars What should I say, that you won't know? You see my Soul, my Heart - by far You are the closest, you're my own. What would you have me do, I ask? Get off your knees. Arise, arise! Throw all away, the chain, the mask, Become full spectrum in the skies. Lose your head, your careful pride, Lose your steps to holy rhythms Lose your need to choose a side This and that and why - forgiven. There's no "Why" when music plays, Oh sweet heavens! Where 've you been? Close your eyes, my lover says, Look within, within, within!” LoveRomancePoetryMusicLovers Author:Aleksandra Ninkovic
“Galaxies never say to the Sun : You are not enough! Pearl never asks the great Ocean: Why have you made me feel so small? Lovers turn to each other while never turning into each other, Their purpose is not comparison. How much space can one lover hold for the other? What kind of refined delicacy can one become in an offering? When we grow, we grow together - always greater, always brighter. Always like a pull into infinity. You are yours to love and to hold. What is the waiting for? Love and hold. Love and hold. When your heart is in growing pains, let it. Be careful of that fine line between being held and lost - Of that fine line between protecting and overpowering. Fine lines are for finer love, that like a wave foam yields gently.” LovePoetryRelationshipsLove QuotesLoversPoemAdmiration Author:Aleksandra Ninkovic
“Sky looks exactly like the sea And feels like poetry in tears Soil wet, with all that blue and green Spaces so full of in between I drop the weight and light it feels Blurred lines and boarders Disappear And these high hopes And Stretched out wings Mean , I surrender into Thee I walk through glory of your arch Aspiring to leave my mark I'm ready to forsake my feet That ever stumbled in the dark. Look at me, I'm here! - I scream, Feels like being ripped apart.” LoveLifePoetryRelationshipsSeaSkyLoversTransformationAscension Author:Aleksandra Ninkovic