Garlic

I don’t need to eat I need to write I didn’t come here to cheat I came here to fight I lost my track Lost amongst reflections I can’t come back I am wired by faulty connections I don’t what to sound tragic Maybe a little too romantic And endlessly nostalgic Like cooking seasoning with…

Inspiration

She wanted to appreciate To learn more From what’s delicate For what happened before She wanted to write a word The proper one to evoke To find the beauty in the absurd And to resurrect love and provoke Every end is a hum for a beginning Somehow she never finds the meaning But lives through…

Why do we dream for?

Why do we dream for? Always the same images The same scene of walking Walking on water With no use for that mater… Farther Lost on talking Lost for ages, amongst pages We never got to reach this extreme before Can I choose to breathe? To whisper you in Cristal spin Eternal path to reach…

Medulla

A mysterious palpitation Mysterious paths to shade the colourful grave The heart speaks for the brave As for the weak, behind remains the expectation Wired by animosity We all share some degree of monstrosity And beauty runs by every raindrop’s vacuum A lonely brain, a broken room Despair, such an electrifying part of a romance…

The Delicate Rust

The truth of the moon Trivial is the gloom In these times of sand Fading colourless at the horizon’s hand. Treason There is a reason Untouched, unfelt, destroyed and pristine. Marvellous, So obscene for the glassy eye unclean Painted with such gentleness is the change of season… The valour from the sun To dance in…

CROOKED STRUCTURE

The sun loving. Before The rain dies. After A page lies. Up The night giving. Is? Bravery from you. And Overwhelming passing through. Never An eternity of nothingness, rising Above forgiveness, we are meaningless, purple Hearts fed up to forget. Remorse And useless regret.

The compass of dreams

Lost in blue Every place anew With spheric musical notes With romantic medicinal oats I’m lost in a laugh Trapped amongst addiction and contradiction The cow’s overwhelming lack of conviction Breaks my apathy in half The dawn always shines at the north Fading forth Behind nowhere Crying out of a flare.

Lost

*FIRTS TRANSLATION EVER! READ THE ORIGINAL AT: https://wp.me/paqgAH-11P   LOST Between the Moon and the half-light. There is waiting and chaotic uncertainty. Last night, I almost caved … Waver … AND Remembered your name. Cried … and Regret your absence. Now Terrible insanity invades me. Fire From a new world. Lake Of fire, is the…

A few words

A few words Simple as a light With all it’s bright Beautiful, Colorful, Meaningful… Like your eyes. As A short song. Sounding Strong. Simple Paragraphs. Backlighting Photographs. Eternal Longing.

Optics

Romantic and demuring To a few eyes alluring Dig low, just below the darkness Far beyond madness and gaze the glow Conviction is the sickness and the healing Silencing the feeling Blinding… Finding…