Friday, February 28, 2014

Me and Her

20-02-14

With Nostalgic eyes,
She saw me as a child
In our backyard

When the clown called upon us:.
Let's have fun, the Ferris wheel has arrived.
It lit the whole street,
So we played all night long.

The small bird might dream of flying,
If not,
At least it built its nest up the tree


Friday, February 7, 2014

The boundaries of life

03-12-2013
Tame your imagination once again
As you have reached the final stop.
Few steps away from the ship

Your life became like Verter's pain
Without the suicide
As Michelangelo 
Without his chisel
And Chaplin 
Without his smile 

The violin player still sings
The gypsy songs, out of tune
Deafening the ears