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