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16 Jun


Do you remember the time when we were strangers?

I went away and felt the shadow,

of your smell stalking at my back.

I didn’t sleep that night u know?

Eyes wide open,

couldn’t close them.

And since that night,

no other night was the same.

We are no strangers,

I know you for years now,

I felt your lips close to mine,

felt your body entering mine,

Becoming one.

And when it is one

It can’t be two again,

It would be two broken halves,

But not us.

It all felt good,

U touched my soul

and lift me up

up above the skies,

a perpetual explosion

like a supernova shine.

Don’t think we belong together.

neither feel we should be apart

I am mad as a sane idea,

In a mad mens mind.

To have u and lose you

at the same time.

Hooked on a feeling,

that I cannot describe.

My sanity as little left of it

forces me to let go,

my madness wants you more and more

you are like a part of it.

I ain’t mad when you are not around,

and all I need is to be mad.

We’re sitting here

and u hold my hand,

Whispering words ,

I don’t understand.

Like a stranger, Again.


Men vs. Women!

15 Jun

What’s wrong with us? Men vs. Women!

There is a puzzle in my head for a long time now. Why can’t we just get along?

Hmmm, I don’t think that I will ever get a complete answer on whats wrong with these two species, thinking there is something wrong with the other specie, but yet they engage in further wrongness and go create another mini specie which will grow old and still will not know the answer!

I know, because I’m the “product” of those two species!

I puzzled you, right? evil smile 🙂

I don’t wanna sound revolutionary, but it might be it!

I think I found the puzzle of that wrongness!! What’s wrong with them?

This question is not valid anymore, and it is not acceptable!

We should ask, what’s wrong with ourselves? Why we engage in relationships that are just, well , wrong?

You talk rubbish for the other specie, you say you can’t stand them, you can do it on your own, they are all the same, they will never change, they are hazard to your core emotional, mental, physical health, and huge errors in your life? And yet, you are attached to them.

So my dear ones, STOP HAUNTING THEM THEN! You talk about this “beast “ so evil and mean that they could crush you, and what do you do? You shake your tail feathers in front of their nasty teeth! It is like drowning yourself again with your own hands. You jump in the endless pit all over again, like it is your pleasure and you love to see yourself bleeding!

One must enter the” Jungle” when it is ready, it needs maturity, self-respect, emotional intelligence and respect for another. You just can’t love somebody else as long as you don’t love and respect yourself! CAN’T.

Hold your teeth, hold your tongue from spitting poison. Grow the seed of love from within your heart and then let somebody else water it and bring it to blossom! No such great things come from outside as from the inside power!

I once heard: ”Life and love begins from the inside out, only death follows from outside in”

Ps: I’ m calling love life with the metaphor of a Jungle, because that’s what it is. A rollercoaster of emotions, an excitement and fear, a state of bliss and state of despair, a place of rules and place of freedom, a home of the calmed butterflies and the angry beasts. All so beautifully mixed together in a chaotic way that makes perfect sense.

“Every time you are tempted to react in the same old way, ask if you want to be a prisoner of the past or a pioneer of the future”

― Deepak Chopra

Seeds of Love

Seeds of Love

How do I love?

14 Jun

How do I love?

I could say I have loved 20 times in 20 years, but I could not know how many times I lied now :p ?

Or  I didn’t lie at all?

Well if it is all about butterflies in the stomach than I could double this number on 40 or 60 or…stop me!

How many times have I felt butterflies in my stomach, there are not that many butterflies in the world.

So im pretty much sure that is not the indication that I have loved

What about, catching myself of wandering and thinking about him?

How many nights have I spend on thinking of him and smiling for no reason….ahh such a beautiful waste of time! Nope that’s not it as well. I have spent nights and nights thinking  and dreaming  of him. Ohh his blue eyes, blonde hair, bad boy attitude, the world hates him and he is a raper! Hint 🙂

So no, thinking and dreaming doesn’t count, and sleepless night doesn’t count as well. I have had sleeps night watching “Sex and the City” from first to last season in a week! Yup in ONE week J So what if I spent a sleepless night or two over him! Frankly I don’t even remember now, why!?

Okay  so this helped me to narrow the list on 5 lucky ones! Hah! So what is that, that got me thinking what is real love and why I feel sooo different this time?

So what is that one thing that gets me out of my skin? What is the thing that gets my train out of its railroad? What is the thing that makes my heart beats  louder, faster and it makes it rhyme with his name? What makes me an owl to make me enjoy the sleepless night?

How do I love?

I love in a way that even when I cry, it warms my heart. I feel , see and smell his love around me. It is so intense that for the first time in my life I can touch it and taste it, and by that I mean literally! Its like when I lay with him I feel like an invisible womb has covered me and it is immediately warm, colorful and tastes like burned sugar! It is like our heartbeat synced and its is peaceful! That’s how I love, selfishly, conditionally, wondering and suspiciously. I’m not perfect, nobody is! But I don’t wanna escape from it,no! This time, I am not letting my fears stop me from what feel so flawless. I am chasing my demons and I will tie them down. This kind a love is like a Comet, you might never get the chance to see it twice in a lifetime.

Because it is not everything in the ways you love, it is everything on how you SEE love and how you project love! There is no right or wrong way to love, there is just ONE way and that’s LOVE!


What do men want?

13 Jun

What do men want?

I have been asking this question for a long long time! I have asked men as well, in order to find a decent answer or at least a decent lie. Often when they answer this question the answer is as follows: I want a woman who has dark/blonde hair, who respects herself and got their tish together, who is educated and beautiful and has a valuable character ?!

Well even a Barbie does not have all of this,she just has the beauty and the looks and all the prettiest wardrobe on earth , maybe a car or two, but we are not sure did she bought them on her own or  its Mr. Ken fault!?

But that’s not the point. Lets get back to the the “valuable character” part! So far, I am not sure do they even know whats the definition for character is! Lets consult with the dictionary about this part:





the aggregate of features and traits that form the individual nature of some person or thing.


one such feature or trait; characteristic.


moral or ethical quality: a man of fine, honorable character.


qualities of honesty, courage, or the like; integrity: It takes character to face up to a bully.


reputation: a stain on one’s character.

So by this, they pretty much know the definition so they are right they want a woman who has a valuable character. But lets break this definition in parts:


the aggregate of features and traits that form the individual nature of some person or thing.

Ahh so it is the distinguishing part that counts here. And by character they understand “Someone new, who isn’t the same with the bitch i spent two years of my life, possibly with bigger tits” because that is what distinguish one woman from another.


one such feature or trait; characteristic.

Feature or trait? Don’t get me started over here. Long legs,always shaved and silky skin, talks smoothly, non-smoker, beautiful toes (seriously?)


moral or ethical quality: a man of fine, honorable character.

Yes I agree with this, a true woman should always be moral and take care for herself. Unless by this you men mean, she shouldn’t go out and have fun with her girls because she will flirt with the whole bar and she is a slut. Which will all do respect, you sometimes think.


qualities of honesty, courage, or the like; integrity: It takes character to face up to a bully.

 Really? Honesty?? Really??

How do even know what honesty means, when you are only aware of the definition of lie,lie,lie!! You are what you think, so if you think she lies all the time, it is maybe you lie to her all the time. Be real, and accept that maybe someone is Honest. And seriously google –honesty- for more details.


reputation: a stain on one’s character.

And here is my favourite part.

Reputation! Reputation! Reputation!
You got this all twisted. Your  reputation of a Mr. heartbreaker, Mr. Awesome , Mr. I had million girls , Mr Badass it is a “Valuable” part of you own “Character” and it is your wealth,your everything.
But…when it comes to a woman reputation,when she was played before by a few others Mr. Badass, then she is a SLUT. And this time it is written in capital letters because you think of this ALL the time.

So please,pretty please with sugar on top (referring to Pulp Fiction by Mr. Wolf) please save us time,our precious time and don’t say that you value our characters when you only mean : I would love a girl who is Hot. Period.