The Story

17-05-2018

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.

That room

21-04-2018

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

The absolute

17-12-2018

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

The other side of memory

26-01-2018

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.

Finale of an evening

19/01/2018

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.

Overture to an evening

12/1/2018

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