Pretend that I am beautiful

when I, naked and empty,

I’m nesting into your palms.

In silky clothes you used to dress me…

Pretend that I am innocent

when I, trembling and chirping,

I’m struggling upon your chest.

With sweet champagne you used to feed me…

Pretend that I am yours

when I, tired and lonely,

I’m resting here, inside your cage.

Upon a bed of roses you would lay me…

Then I’ll pret...

White sands under my bare feet,

Ocean in your eyes,

Laughters on their faces,

Paradise.

Brave, my heart that whispered

“Give me one more day…”

Fool, the mind decided

To stay.

And I know I’m dreaming!

White sands, joyful eyes,

you, me, our dear ones…

Wake me up or kill me!

…

Nothing’s left of them,

but

lies....

Is it a reckless, joyful mood?

Or is it happiness?

Mad dancing, driven by their wires,

Two bumper cars

Circling around, bumping ahead!

It’s harmless fun!

Under the buzzing sound of light,

Falling apart in laughter’s tears,

One hit-and-run, one with the speed!

So take the wheel, I loose control,

I’m feeling free!

Inside my heart, two bumper cars,

Sweet chaos, let me scream your name!

For I’m in l...

A piece of glass.

Carrying the memory of a vase it belonged to.

Still with sweet roses perfume trapped within.

Stained with his blood since he crushed all the thornes. For her.

Thorns cannot hurt as much as human’s able.

Deformed by pain, a vase can still hold on.

A salty water born within betrayal. Tears kill the roses, cry until you’re broken! For him.

A piece of glass....

Through branches and veins intertwined, my blood runs, green and greedy, to feed the fluorescence above me. My whispering leaves are restlessly trying and crying and dying to reach down. The alley is the same, gray and somber, even if I bloomed. I am The Tree.

So hold me now, oblivious and distant,

And scratch my surface with the letter A

From angels, anguish, arms and aches

From anything and an...

The deafening sound it’s taking over, I won’t fight back. Let it pump the red ocean into my veins, let it fill my lungs with its sticky warmth! Let it beat, it’s a heart, what else would it do?

Fear. Let me fear. Feel. Let me feel.

Breathing faster, slower, shallower, with every written word that I’m not supposed to cling onto.

An hurricane swirling within my body, disrupting the sleepless agony...

Coffee out of bitter feelings

Salt that’s sweeter than my tears,

To get over with hangover,

To get to forget my fears.

I wish you were here with me,

I wish I could write in style

But I’ve got too many answers,

For your only question: “why?”.

Oops, it looks like I’ve made a potion

And it feels like there’s no option,

By mistake, a Q&A

With one question: *Will you stay?

For today

Just for today.

...

You - city boy

With your words, faster than the subway trains.

With your pride, higher than the skyscrapers.

With your heart, busier than the rush hours.

You, city boy, aren’t you done yet?

chasing it,

playing it,

fighting it?

when “it” is more confusing than the roundabouts?

“It” is love, you wonder?

I’d say let go,

you, city boy!

Let go of me, I’m not one of your Pokemons!

Hey city boy, I know ...

“When I was little I used to lay outside and reach my hands to the sky above, convinced I could touch the great moving clouds if I just extended my arms a little further…”

*Like that?* he asks playfully, reaching out to my shoulders, pulling me closer into his arms.

*Like that, my shining star?* he repeats, holding me tight, pressing my chest against his, as if my heartbeats and his could become ...

Remember our last summer,

within your eyes, the sun

escaped a ray.

Flames burned inside me,

you kissed the lips that begged

for you to stay.

Remember our last summer.

Ice cold feels our summer,

when answers fail the voice

that used to pray.

Would you believe, my love,

my heart - not black, nor white

colored in gray?

Ice cold feels our summer.

Will you comeback next summer?

dark is the dream I d...