Dear Mother,
The letters tear as I mumble your name,
The words stumble as they feel the heat,
The pages rip as they listen to my heartbeat,
The pencil shivers, how can you blame?
The sun is brightless,
the clouds are sobbing
The trees are lifeless,
the roots are drying.
The earth is fruitless,
the leaves are shrinking
The clock is timeless,
your soul is resting.
I wish you could awake to see,
You remain the pillar of the land and the sea.
I wish
I wish I could freeze the time,
I wish I had embraced you more.
I wish I could read through the cards,
I wish I had watched you sleep in more.
I wish I could feel the angels coming,
I wish I had cuddled you more.
I wish I could say goodbye,
I wish I had told you I loved you more.
The Past is Haunting…
Unbroken memories have abused the chain of my thoughts,
Like a piercing needle, endless shots,
I wish I could just bleed and scar, and remove the crust of my past.
Your beauty is the only light that brightens my dreams,
I wish I could absorb the darkness in your room.
Your heart beat is the only music that plays within me,
I wish I could unplug the cords of the cardiogram.
The softness of your voice is the only melody that sings in me,
I wish I could be deaf to the screaming of your pain.
Hollow
I wish I could leave the pages' white,
and have you read the emptiness,
buried in the midst of the lies,
The unspoken words which only cries.
I wish I could scream my pain,
and have you ease the flames,
spurting out in despite of the coldness,
The frozen heart which only resists, blameless.
I wish I could travel beyond the seven skies,
and have you reach for my calls,
whistling out an uncontrolled melody,
The songs of my grief which only pierce gradually.
I wish you could open the doors for me,
And let us rest heavenly.
Scent of
a woman.
Naked feet, she is running
In the heart of a forest
Where the sun is gradually hiding
The trees, the leaves, the roots
Are absorbing the last lights
Against the winds, against the trees,
She is running
Faster and faster
Towards the only lights she perceives,
Orangish, yellowish
Sudden darkness has fallen
She is running
Carried by the winds,
The whistles of the breeze,
She is still running,
Towards the murmurs of the waters,
The slapping of the leaves,
She stops…
Her body is wet
The mud’s absorbed in her feet
The wind slowly undresses her,
The water slowly caresses her,
Sparkles of light sets on her eyes,
Sparkles of waters washes her face
In the corner of her eyes
Luminous, shiny, almost blinding
She sees me,
And yet she smiles
Fearless
Restless, she sighs
I walk towards her,
She closes her eyes,
Sweet lavender perfumes her body
The musk from the trees brushes her hair
The scents that you want to devour
Breathe within until loses tastes
Fearful to lose these scents,
This moment
I embrace her with all my strength,
Feeling the warmth of her body
She opens her eyes,
The scents are stronger…
This life.
This life
So harsh
So violent
So disappointing
This life
As generous as the sun
And as warm as the heat of your love
This life
So real
So beautiful
So joyful
And so unpredictable
As the coming of a new born
This life
Which has filled many souls
And yet emptied so many poor’s
This life
I love when am loved
I fear when I am drowned
To the bottom of the waters
This life
Is where I can’t breathe
This life
So entire
And yet so destructive
This life
That goes and comes back
This life
That steals pure souls
That strikes pain
That brings sadness
That teaches loss
Sorrow
This life
That has stolen you away from me
Like the wind undresses au’mn trees
That knocks hard on my door
And aspires fear
Freezes the body
This life
So cold
This life
I wished I had not met
I wished I had not opened my eyes to
I did not cry to
This life
These tears
I cry for you
I cry for us
I want to be with you
This life
Which has made me love
Which has made me forget
This life
Is my past
Is my present
The future
Which has made us so scared
So uncertain, so fearful
This life
That grows
That walks
That falls
And that seeks love,
Like a baby to the heart beat of its mother
This life
So meaningless
As the book it writes
I can’t read
Unspoken words
These lines
This life
I read through you
You read through me
This life
That writes without writing
This life
The friendship it ties
Me to you
And you to me
Forever
The smiles
The pain that un’cries
The rainbow over the skies
This life
The heat that warms your body
That shivers mine
This life
It feels
I am into you
You are into me
Forever
This life
The mother who suffers
The water that breaks
The cries that follows
The birth of new eyes
Scent of a woman
Naked feet, she is running
In the heart of a forest
Where the sun is gradually hiding
The trees, the leaves, the roots
Are absorbing the last lights
Against the winds, against the trees,
She is running
Faster and faster
Towards the only lights she perceives,
Orangish, yellowish
Sudden darkness has fallen
She is running
Carried by the winds,
The whistles of the breeze,
She is still running,
Towards the murmurs of the waters,
The slapping of the leaves,
She stops…
Her body is wet
The mud’s absorbed in her feet
The wind slowly undresses her,
The water slowly caresses her,
Sparkles of light sets on her eyes,
Sparkles of waters washes her face
In the corner of her eyes
Luminous, shiny, almost blinding
She sees me,
And yet she smiles
Fearless
Restless, she sighs
I walk towards her,
She closes her eyes,
Sweet lavender perfumes her body
The musk from the trees brushes her hair
The scents that you want to devour
Breathe within until loses tastes
Fearful to lose these scents,
This moment
I embrace her with all my strength,
Feeling the warmth of her body
She opens her eyes,
The scents are stronger…
They Say…
They say that God only steals pure souls,
They say that your generosity all over pours,
They say that you're dancing with angels,
They say that your heart is blessed in heavens.
I say that you leaving freezes earth,
I say that your soul is not under dirt,
I say that your heart beats within me,
I say that your blood flows within me,
They say that crying only pains your departure,
They say that mourning impeaches your nurture,
They say that praying washes your sins,
They say that leaving to God rejuvenates your skins,
I say that swallowing my tears only saltens my feels,
I say that screaming only softens my strings,
I say that stabbing never heals,
I say that my injury only peels
