The curves of a dark alley hide the secret of long lost happiness.
My mind meanders in the narrow paths and a gush of brackish water hits my face, chokes my thoughts.
I hear the cries of memories drowned there , which resurrect in me as painful blisters.
I feel the dampness of deserted dreams yet another wave of painful passion…
I feel the cold hand of sorrow on my heart. Drool dripping from its mouth, ready for a violent kiss, the animal despicable yet loving which never let go my hand embraces me with its dull blue melancholy wings………
He halted.. Snuffing the air, he turned tail and galloped off. Still, Without much delay, We gallantly dragged our efforts; shooting at the poor beast in hot pursuit I was unwilling in this sport. In my heart of hearts I
I’ll teach you how to read How soft the pages feel underneath your rough fingertips I’ll teach you how to play the violin, How music reveals what’s been hidden for years I’ll teach you how to braid your hair To
She loves so many things Her shoes, her bags Her cars, her rings To whom she shows the most admiration Is known to the world. Her one and only reflection. Don’t be mistreated She is a beauty But awfully conceited
In the orbit, fear was invisible; was not seeking anything, just wanted to become a stone; break my body into seven rocks, each one becoming a rhyme never to die; said, I am, now, is, not mildewed past, not grizzly
The shadows of you continuously haunt me. They are always reflecting the person you made me, the person I didn’t want to become… It has almost been a year since you left, and yet your demons, that I so foolishly