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

Now I speak

27-09-2017

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

The last scene

27-06-2107

I narrate my own story,

To hear it for the first time.

I saw her last night in m dreams,

I hesitated to ask her,

So we didn’t have a picture together.

I became a prisoner of m thoughts,

Like wishing to save someone,

However, caused their drowning.

Like a shadow of a man,

Who was a hero, once upon a time.

Chi Mai or Whatever

11-11-2016

I spent a part of my life smiling,

The smallest part,

When I used to sit next to the fountain>

I always liked to talk a lot,

So as not to feel  lonesome>

I dreamt of owning children toys,

Something to look forward to in my youth,

To remind me of my childhood.

People posing for pictures,

I ask their permission to join,

To be part of their life.

Once again,

I forgot what I should have remembered

An owner, remembered a picture

26-03-2016

The voice of the living, stops!

I go to the graveyard, to hear the dead..

Even if, there was silence.

Have you heard of the absolute serenity?

That quiet place,

Where its listens to you without complain,

That burial site!

Next to a lemon tree, a child..

Reaping the harvest,

To squeeze a cup, for him, for her

The Legend of the dream of spring

21-2-2016

He is eating the loaf of bread,

After he had bought it from his favorite baker.

He hasn't finished it , and disappeared!

The baker searched for him everywhere,

And couldn’t find him!

He took the remaining pieces of the bread,

And decorated the bakery entrance,

Maybe it's owner will show up someday!