Ophelia

what do u hear now ophelia?
sinking into the depth of silence...
what do the shells whisper to u in your new voyage...
does ur heart still hold his sweet madness
r u still naming flowers, still waiting for ur love to blossom again
in a dead heart...
Ophelia...
where do u sail now, into what bitter world of loneliness
your skin perforated by the flood, the river rushes through you,
your only consolation is you think u can become the ocean.

A red dot I call my heart

Not sinking, just reaching
deeper and deeper into my heart,
dancing in my own blood
a smear of color that keeps envading
the white emptiness of these pages....
I call upon u
angel of light, come break this darkness
with a dim red flame
that burns so persistently...
this flame that is my heart
this flame that fears no flood...
I am not sinking, just reaching
for He who dwells in my heart.
Element through element we keep rejoining
parts of ourselves forever remolding
into new shapes, new natures, new boundless limits...
but for now i just want to drown into myself and be
on the blankness of this space
just this little red dot I call my heart

Summer s ending

Far away and out of sight

flocks of birds have flown south

away from this cold, this empty space left behind

at summer's ending

and i stand still, no longer flying...

or migrating towards the sun

nor burning my wings to rise again

just standing still and watching

life as it spends itself...

it s not goodbye...it s not remembering

a season that was ours and that is changing

a kiss, a breath, a smell and that silent look in your eyes,

this morning is none of that...

it is just my morning here alone

at summer's ending

Flowers dancing in the breeze

No word is said

No question asked

No answer given

While we look at the dancing flowers of our mind,

The thoughts that travel across the absence.

The way I talk to you

When u r gone.

I live with no roots, no bonds at the rim of this world, the edge of life...A small trail of blood holds my luck. A short breath is left in my lungs Then I shall slip and close my eyes...to dream away this sleepless night

How far could u really run, when u r running from yourself?

Some nights

Within these walls that inhabit me,
my sanity lost track of itself.
I am scared of my own eyes,
of the calming thoughts that gently push me over the edge
or the echoes in my heart,
the pattering of my footsteps stalking me like a murderer....
Long is the lonely night
Cruel, criminal.
Carve me a window outside my head from where I d leak, like blood, like ink
or like a flowing river
Carve me a path through salty tears into the sea
where lonely souls of this world come to sink
like heavy rocks,
come to sink like metal chains that finally broke free

Butterflies in my mind

No one for whom I d shed my skin,
unwrap my heart
No one with whom I d dance like a butterfly
around a flower,
Just my mind as it twirls and spins
around the empty corners of my heart
I got no pace that I wait to hear on the stairs
or the sounds of keys in the door...
I got no bird outside my window or even a worm that breaks through the wall.
I go to bed and hug myself trying to contain my own soul
fearing someday i ll watch her walk out that door
walking away a long narrow path with no dim light at the end...
maybe she already did, and i am just here watching over my corpse

My boat, my pillow

Come close and Listen
to the sound of echoes that fill my emptiness.
I rest my head in your hand, listen to my thoughts
Hear my unfinished songs
of gone by days and gone by dreams,
then carry my song with the flow of river
and hold me, for when i forget, u can tell me again
how the story goes...
what stories the wind tells
into emptied shells
stories of those abandonned or those who await still?
what does an empty shell contain?
the echo of the past or the eternal promise of love?
It contains a beating heart
and only the wind knows
what love is,
for it holds the heart of the sea and sings
the sound of waves into each emptied shell
never forgotten, never lost.
Come,Put ur ear on my chest
I put my heart in your hand like a small shell
Listen, the waves of my love break on your shore
as we silently sail together.

Fireworks in the heart

Fly with the gentlest breeze
reach high to the sky.
Rare are those who know
fragil hearts love the most,
and through their pains,
they still love.

Within

Sometimes the body seems like a narrow space
Sometimes this skin misses its wings
and the soul too restless to be contained within...
If I was dreaming and now awaking
the taste of a dream still clings.
These ribs, these bones now reshaped
to hold this heart, to engrave your name,
they are translucent so you could come in,
I shed my feathers I shed my wings
inhabit a body that surrenders
to the movement of your hand
across time across space.
but if I quit escaping
if I agree to remain within,
no more fluid nature,
do u promise this body not to turn into a cage?
do u promise this soul never to be tamed?

Erased

Without a sound, we go unseen

From the heart of this world

We disappear

From the mind of people we v loved

We turn into fog

As we are silently washed

Silently erased from Life.