A picture on a ceramic

13-5-2009
To: Lavinia

Aspired for light
Passing through a glass
Flirting upon my face

Climbed up a tower
Looking for a breeze

Who would purchase these scattered clippings?
Even if used for wrapping the bread

But truth terrifies me
Doesn’t provoke me to change reality

I don’t want to be that being
The silent being
Silence terrifies me
As it screams out the truth

The life of someone else

To Alexandra

16 \ 2 \ 2009

Swarm of flying crows
Swirling around the bronze statue
In a static day before the rain

The fire burning in the barrel
Warming a homeless for a few moments before sleep

The pain heretofore
Is just a hot breeze on an autumn day

You will wake up to see the dream once again
Just an illusion
You will be living an illusion
Until it becomes your only truth

On the White Sand

I the Clown

11-12-2008

To: Alexandra

The red nose that still bleeds
The pale white face
And the curly wet hair
The frowned eyebrows
And the clown was created
That still wonders Laughing

I can start

1-12-2008
To: Alexandra

I wake up facing the sun and I turn my back to the moon
The Raucous sounds still Barking in me

I can't control my presence but can control my limits
walking bare feet, my heart is captivated by you still,

Closed eyes still remember.
opened eyes just cant see

An apple looks different from eye to eye.
To enjoy you need none though,

The question is, what do we need them for?
To Blend, to mix and all will go away , anyway.

The Dirge

To Alexandra
11-12-2008

The Heavens will open its door
For the angels to cry
Carrying its son
Mourning, kyrie eleison
Heavens will close their doors for me
Me, the sinner
Yet I shall not die
I’ll live forever
My stories will be told
Someway, sometime
As I’m life!

The Moon in the middle of the Sky