I own a pit of disappointment and a brass band of innate torture So, as I walk through offshoots in hope for a sign of spring, I find dryness, and grey illusions and not a single dream I see stories that lie in stillness as marble pieces and funerary stones, And the time that dissipates […]

Trains running through the night Stations vanishing in hazy lights Steps and farewells and crowds and hugs Noises fading under the beats of the railway as if it was a parade with drums Pages, rustles and a dripping damp Clouds piling on the horizon spying on hidden love routines Birds wondering how do trains ever […]

It’s still dark in this place where yesterday you’ve thrown so much light But then the mist came and covered even the last grain of dust The wolves hidden in the forest howled as if it was our last time And the snow became the poison I was longing for It’s still a maddening feeling […]

Wild winds stir the prairie And the grass bends as if it morns the sun, the past, the love gone by And the little grains of sand dance, raising up into the sky, heading like the angels to the clouds The wind is a roar from the solitude and stillness of the ground like the […]

It’s autumn here beyond the hills of yesterday Where time became a tomb for all the versions that have fallen Where I’ve imagined stories spinning eternally as a night in chase for its light Where a worn-out soundtrack finally surrendered Where the blue was walking as a king over a dance and its will. It’s […]

Rain falling from the tip of my fingers Smiles melting at the thought of yesterday’s grimness Delusions playing like a ghost in the dark and then vanish in their past Days throwing their pieces in a symphony of tangled uncertainties Seconds reaching for the higher notes Hearts having several and unforgettable strokes Madness glimmering in […]

Wind bursting into shouts, robbing reveries and foolish wanderings Cold crawling underneath our skin, aching along with some stubborn grieves Night running from a darker black and void Noise agonizing in its trial to reproduce a part of our world Steps leaving traces on a transient time, trespassing in a zone of self-induced lies Faces […]