Amer Jag Poems

Mountain man,
walks trough the paths of solitude
towards the hut of revelation,
mountain man,
...

Miss,
I would rip out of the ground
not one, but thousand
flowers, for your beauty.
...

You who move the wind,
from chests to chests -
You, whose silent looks
blush the dawn's sky
...

See, it's not that I don't admire your beautiful eyes.
Indeed, I do. Often and much more than you think.
It's not that I don't look in the newborn night's sky
as the last one I will ever see.
...

I just need your eyes to drown in,
for me no better ocean is needed,
my dear -
when Sun falls behind your soul,
...

Once I met you,
nothing else seemed to be here
in this poor mind of mine -
then your smile, and eyes painted it
...

Fragrance of your soul
made my mind spinning around
your beauty
like a wheel in loved with his ground!
...

I hear drops falling down,
making silence just a dust in my memories.
I hear drops falling down,
no matters if it's raining, or dry as now.
...

I'll tell you a secret

Well kept in deepness of my eyes,
...

It always has to be so,

that every person for whom I care
...