July 16, 2018

The ruin




The sky is covered, the storm comes closer, the birds do not sing but they are awake.
It seems that the ruin is approaching.

July 8, 2018

From the City



I'm from the city with everything you see; with its noise, with its people, consume old age.
I can not avoid the smoke that enters today, but I still grow, I am another coal.
I will not imagine the pain in others, buy air and if it is pure payment much more.
I will not tolerate that you no longer have faith, that you lower your arms, that there is no lucidity.
I'm flying around and I'm convinced to go. I go whistling and without rancor and I'm out of pain.

June 29, 2018

Real estate





The blue house turned gray and I did not know how to take care of your ties of love in the garden.
I look at the silence on the wall, which today seems to scream that nothing is forever.

The blue house lost its color, and I find it hard to understand that if it is a memory it has already passed.
Today the window was fogged up, and nobody drew saetas in my heart.
The blue house turned gray, and I did not know how to release ties of love in the garden.

June 19, 2018

Wanderer


interior travel


Traveling on a trip,
flight in flight,
landing on landing,
from the flight to the landing,
from the landing to the flight.
From hotel to hotel,
from bed to bed.

Enlightment




Everything burns if you apply the right spark