Empty RoomEmpty RoomThe cold and empty bedThe solitary walls which are standing to fallAll watch toward the locked birdcage From where the fragile feathers of a bird Which was closed and forgotten in itSlowly falling down , toward the floorFrom which strands of grass arises Filling the room like a small gardenBut in the room everything is ravagedBy the passing years The tiny cage it is tossingEach time a lost breeze gets in a slant of windOnce in that cage a bird was beautifully singing Now is just a tuft of feathers On a corpus The little shattered room Is an empty heartHow easy shakes off like the feathers of a dead birdA bird whi
DT: Chapter 8: Toward the TruthChapter 8: Toward the TruthAngelique felt tired and hungry, the events from the last few days made her strength to let her. Kay was still unconscious and looking at him she started talking with a loud voice. “When I look at you I see Joseph. I know perfect that you’re not him. I thought I knew him well. In an end he only showed me an empty and a fake smile, keeping the suffering deep inside, only for him. If I look back now, I see that I never knew the real Joseph. You face, your smile, your eyes, are all his, but inside your empty, same like him. I wonder what keeps you moving. You’re just a broken puppet which only&helli
Poem 232I'm still aliveI scream with my allBut nobody can hear Me anymoreIn this silenceI prayFor someone too hear meAnd saved to be I'm lostWhile walking through this darkness I can't escape while my heart becomes stoneI curse the day i met youBefore i fadeIn the eyes of everyoneI scream againI'm still aliveBut lost In an endless nightWith a fragile heart Which slowly stops to beat
Sea PoemsPoem 1Under the cerulean sky Ahead, the mighty sea appearsCaressing the shore with her wavesCalling my name with each wave Calling me toward herWhile the warm breeze caresses my heartThe sea embraces me in her solitudeBecoming a part of herPoem 2The calmness of the sea Unsettles meWith each step i take toward herThe angry waves soarsBecoming terrifyingLike my memories of him are nowScared, I stop, looking how the waves dancesBefore my eyes, with angerMaking me fall, slowly in n abyss Alone there I cryBecause the anger see Became my shadow A shadow filled with sorrow and despair The see todayIs restlessLike my wound