Poems

Water leakage is like the leakage of the wounded heart.It does not come from where the hole protrudes.The leakage always seeks the easiest route that does not

Here I am a strangerNo one knows meMaybe now I'll be aloneI don't care what you sayDo you know why you are silent nowExcuses.... past timeDreams and desires Who is

Who brought us to this earth to wander like carefree people in the future?Who appointed and blessed the soul to leave the body poor? 3

The child is goneAs the chrysalis flickersOn the tallest branchThe child is goneYou speak in an august wayWith dark coloursBut that red, that red,That won't be quiet... It's

I was lost in the crowd, looking for solutions, to find the puzzles. You had left marks everywhere, and I was walking around in the dark. Unhappy, I was searching,

I was looking for the something I was missing in the crowd. I had no more inhibitions and lived without morals.I tried to deny you, to find the meaning