The intangible
My mother taught me To rest my believes on [...]
My mother taught me To rest my believes on [...]
So I asked her two days ago What was Baba’s [...]
I’ve stretched my voice Into a rope to hang silence [...]
I will run to you On days your smiles [...]
You are twenty-one The man you loved left wrinkles on [...]
I surge to renovate a heart that’s dead Handed my [...]
Now the skin is getting older The world is colder [...]
I ferry my life on my palms’ chest Feeding sunflower [...]
Thoughts leaking aloud Words spilling on the concrete floor [...]
Now I have voices waiting to be fed With words [...]