“Returning the sun” By Odelia Rozenfeld

I borrowed your sun please forgive me of my selfishness. Life felt so unkind and I froze in these blizzards. I borrowed your sun, not long, yet long enough to see you freeze. I had the moon, hidden within me, but I chose to never see it. Please forgive me. And now I give you…

“Loves” by Odelia Rozenfeld

Love is a story, a tale told by the old, sought by the young. A movie of millions of worshipers that can never really see it. Love is a song, the melody of wish birds, love can take you high, but what kind of love can make you fall? Love is passion of ten thousand…

“Heard you a mile away” by Odelia Rozenfeld

I felt your tears flowing through, rushing as violent waterfalls. I sensed your cries as echoes in the mountains. Your troubles seem to move hurricanes within me I can’t sit still. When you drown I will too hoping I might save you. Your emotions are connected to me with 10 million strings. I might be…

“If my heart could see your heart” By Odelia Rozenfeld

If my heart could see your heart what would it see?   The oceans of change or the capital of love, in the vista of one’s beating heart, could it vision your tears when grief has arrived or the glee and amazement that has come?   If it could see, would it look at the…

All you ever needed

As you river about how your thighs expand with each bite you take, and how your eyes are when you wake from a dream flight, or how many paths wrinkle your face. I can never really understand which eyes have you used today? Because all you needed was to be was yourself, with that hunger…

I am soil, I am land.

My eyes the colour of the sea, my skin the colour of the earth, I am a savage. A garden of lost souls caught in their trap, I am unworthy of their mercy, I am a leftover . “Savage” they yell, with their white gleaming skin. They tear me inside, I am unworthy to be…

Widow souls

Widow souls of the sea, wander by life’s waves, they know the storm is about to arrive, but still it leaves them shocked, torn within they drown in their own tears, gasping for merciful air. Declined by the sun, they remain in the shadows, as their bleaking rays, ponder their aching souls, marbles of sand…

Ain’t no mountain high enough

As the wind blazes and the rain unsettles, I will go to you. Your heart is my trail, your love is my saviour, no matter the hail or snow, frost or sunlight, you are my lighthouse, in this dark ocean.   – Art and poetry © Odelia Rozenfeld Check out more of my art on…

All for you

Just like the ocean, I will flow to you. Just like the rain, I will drown myself in your tears so you can float freely. Just like the vast skies, I will give you the freedom to soar, your wings are as mine, we shall fly to a better view, gliding among the clouds, shifting…

Emotion Strings

Never give your emotion strings to anyone, once you do they will play them as they please. You are your own conductor, your own instrument. – © Odelia Rozenfeld

Expired love

Once my heart could fill all your pain, every emotion of yours, I would embrace as if my own, all your tears would flow towards my eyes, your heartbeats would rumble my soul and your angry words would find close doors, until you knocked one too much, too much for me to fill. I am…

A life without you

I could have lived a life of a thousand souls, traveling life, exploring death, meeting all the joy one could find, yet, nothing would be worth a life without you.