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.
Wasted Hearts is a collection of confessional poems to a girl that the author loved to the core of every fiber of his bones. In this beautiful work he shows the feelings he felt, the thoughts, the way she made him see life. But the thing is, although the girl apparently loved him too, she…Read more Wasted Hearts
Now I realise. It is not the pain that makes the poet, but the incapacity to deal with it. Now I know, worse are not the fallen tears, but the ones we didn’t shed, that can’t be shed. Bitter are not the words, but the love that can’t be expressed. Our sayings aren’t…Read more The light of lies
Calm down oh my own self, that stirs his mind for feeling too much, or you’ll lose all you have in madness with no end. Calm yourself oh my own self, that dares act in sincere ways in a world of lies, or you’ll waste the shortage of your days. Calm oh self that is…Read more Calm down my own self