Thursday, May 17, 2018

The Story


The curse that hit me in my travels,
Which I foresaw,
And approved!

The dead stood in silence,
Calmly making an obituary for my actions,
While looking at me in sorrow!

I was used to failure!
Still, they encouraged me to move forward,

Like someone who buys the weekly lottery,
Dreaming of a winning that wont come.

Saturday, April 21, 2018

That room


Show me your favorite place…
So that I can see it with my own eyes,
it will become my sanctuary,
When I miss you!

In the past, I was shy!
When I looked at you…
And became silent!

I wish I were a magician,
To impress you!
But my hands were small
So, I couldn’t hide anything

Saturday, February 17, 2018

The absolute


I wanted to grab their attention;
with a little trick I learned.
They applauded immensely, for a moment.
Then they left, each their way!

I waited for them the next day,
my instinct begged me to continue;
But each was on their way

So I waited for the night,
to dream of them in my sleep.

In the end: I came alone and left a stranger

Friday, January 26, 2018

The other side of memory


In the past they gave me woodو
therefore, I crafted my toys.

Unfortunately I can't recall these adventures,
All what I remember is me playing joyfully.
Specially when I closed my eyes!

Days passed, and I changed,
I became someone different,
aspiring for my childhood,

To remember, who am I.

Friday, January 19, 2018

Finale of an evening


Please, tap gently on my shoulders,
We are still at the beginning!

In the past, I used to fail,
And you scorned me!

Tried to escape their questions,
Not for the fear of facing them,
But because I didn’t feel them!

In the forest…
If a tree died,
Is there someone to mourn it?

Yet, it is standing, still.

Friday, January 12, 2018

Overture to an evening


My words have ended,
That that I have been reciting.

In the past we met.
I told you: I love you!
You replied: me too!

My prophecy has been fulfilled
That that I have created
To be together!

But funerals are attended by the living

To mourn the dead

Friday, September 29, 2017

Now I speak


I dreamed last night;
For the first time; in ages
I do not know what that means ?!

My dreams never come true!
That’s when I stopped dreaming

Reality hit me!
We can not change what happened
But we can change what we feel about it