Love, the deepest cut

Love is blinding, binding I’m telling you Love is suffering, dying. I’ve seen a father crying Holding his child in his hands As his child was dying And as tears were falling On the child’s face The child was, smiling. While death itself Was above their heads Running in circles, riding Waiting for the time To…

Memento

Here it comes again that time of year that time, when the air I breath, turns weird that time,  when the words I usually use lose their strength, their feel they start to vanish leaving me, leaving me here   That time, when I feel weak, incomplete like I’m missing a limb or another part…

Blend’ing with the dust

One year without my friend, Blend. Hopefully you found your peace! Why should someone– Why should anyone grieve for someone– someone who forfeit his life and decided to leave. Someone who gave up on walks– walks, above the hills and chose to Blend with the soil to maybe, find peace. Why should someone mourn a friends…

Light breeze

this, precious life of men how frail it is, how fragile, how plain; it breaks, just by a push of wind a vein cut, a missing dream. it shatters,                       and crumbles to the ground,   followed by trains noise the sound of tears or……

Eulogy

I am lost. I really am! The taste of her skin still runs through my lips, and my memories are stuck with her beautiful voice. I stand now in front of her grave. Her grave is closed, her face I can’t see, yet, she still stands in front of me.  I am lost. I really…