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Would You?
Would you ever write
if no one ever could read your work?
how many books would you finish?
how many stories you would conjure?
if they die with you
you ask me my passion
well here it is
to write,
but reading
that is your part
not mine
you can make me immortal
or just flesh waiting to taste death.
Christmas
I could drag love stories
from my heart,
remember someone I used to know
from the strands of memory
and the blur of my dreams
sew a love story
and gift you this Christmas
but I won’t ,
I don’t want to.
Maybe I am too weak
to go all through this
again
or too strong
to poison myself with such emotions.
in a failed attempt
for love doesn’t fascinate me now
but days are left still
so you all can wait
for a change of heart
while I just wait sitting
for the snow.
Perplexed
infitine nerves
a billion sensations
no one shares my vision
or the tunes that drives me
crazy and calm
at the same time
could have thought of snow,
love, candles or maybe a drink
but I lie down to reason
why are we perplexed and
also in peace with ourselves
but never notice
Just how.
Writings to Heaven 