What cries more? The greyish stormy city skies outside, or my heart, when your name is upon it recalled? --------------------- (Janice) By Julio Carlos
Don't get mistaken by her softeness. She's not a soft breeze, she's a distant hurricane.
Allow everything’s departure to where they belong. Neglect their once existence, chapters of a memory, deaden pasts unneedy of mourn. Persist. In any direction but back. What withdrew is no longer there. Be impervious to the world. It doesn't care, it doesn't know. Forsake, follow your self. Feel! and let it be felt.…Read more Let it be felt
Completed dreams in nebulae moons shining black as faded suns. A cosmos falling down, felt gravity of it all, broken sights upon open ground. A look above, miraged truths shown, speeches of believable lies steps given without disposition to try as no reasons are there to be, nor motives to ask why.
I wish I held a passage of a feeling, so after the passage of winds, nothing I’d have. In love, as a kid that knows nothing about, with eyes that flinch and guts that pinch. Foolish is the love that I give as a curse, to you, yours being myself terrified…Read more Foolish love
At time, a love give a love to get, embraces of twisted lips wet. (Sonali) Get this and my other books here.