I read it twice, I still didn’t get it
I did not receive the message
I couldn’t understand the meaning

You poured in your heart
And I left it, torn apart
Because some things don’t resonate
Until it’s once again too late

And you made up your mind
While I stayed behind

Always too slow to make up my mind
Staring at the lines once more,
They look back like a locked door,
I tried knocking, but not sure what for.

Poems are like puzzles in crypts
You write in metaphors
And I respond too literally

And interstellar that didn’t align
A story written that wasn’t mine

And now there’s just silence,
Where insight should have been.
I held something breakable And didn’t feel it within.

his clothes like mint
blonde hair, blue eyes
living on a planet
with a flower
he needs to go
leaving her behind
thinking she doesn’t mind
meeting new people
on different planets
who only think about themselves
don't understand
how you can put your soul
on the shelf

and after all
what you have seen
you just don't want to be that mean
don't be like them
everyone but them…

homesick he became
cause now he can see
what he looked for
he already had
he just didn't realize that
a red rose

the earth here
sees you as a thief
an animal with teeth
they won't look underneath

but the little kid
does not care
How are you? Yes, you, right there.
he sees you as a friend
or a teacher maybe
with life lessons daily
he tamed you
and you tamed him
majestic you are
protecting you will

you are everyone at once
with the right balance

lighting the street
with one match near

one minute it burns
and night already turns
light off
60 seconds, gone
light on
repeat
and repeat
never cheat
orders are orders

routine it is
Oh, you already knew this?
you don't choose yourself
you take orders from someone else…

you have 60 seconds each time
to live
if that's really all you want to give
60 seconds
could be more…
only if you stand open for
60 seconds
step around that planet
and dance like Janet

"But the lamplighter kept on lighting. He was too faithful to ever question."
--- Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Le Petit Prince

look, and you will see
what you’re searching for
you already are
just deep inside you, not inside of me
it's not my opinion
that matters the most
no, then you will get lost
craving at all costs
it's yours to know if you're doing alright
deep inside
you know
for what the kid will bow
kindness it is
not egoism
for your own bliss
remember this
you can’t dismiss

"But the vain man did not hear him. Vain men never hear anything but praise."
--- Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Le Petit Prince

mamma
Are you there?

I have something to say

it’s not much,
but it touched
me
I’m not dying
it’s not like that

but mamma...
Would you listen?

mamma
I helped someone
with words

no shouting
no eyes, trying too hard
it's not called art
but you do need your hands
typing I did
words so I said

I thought twice
to find the exact feeling
words that couldn’t be ignored
because the sentence
was built that way
just like I say

oh
You noticed I said "sentence"?
please don’t sigh

I know it’s not a full conversation
but maybe you should know
sometimes, a few words
are already what we need
before we start to bleed

things like:
"I’m proud of you"
"I love you"
"breathe in, breathe out,
we're not going to freak out"

so I took your job
before you could say stop

in fact
they were more than
sentences
I told
that person
but mamma
you had no clue

but the most important
faded away...
because
Did you notice I said helped?

...

this is stupid
don’t take your time
to listen
I’ll stop wishing

I lie awake tonight,
Wishing of things I can change.
I try to convince myself,
But it's all so strange.

Is it me,
Or is it you?
Do I try,
Or are we through?

So long we've shared
Just to walk away.
But so much hurt
To want to stay.

Why do we do this,
Try to hurt the other more,
Only to watch one
Walk right out the door?

I love you so much,
Yet I push you to the point of breaking,
But why do you play with my heart
And never stop taking?

Is this the end
Or a new beginning?
Only one can guide me
When my head is spinning.

Don't push,
Don't try,
Don't stress,
Don't cry.

That is what plays
Over in my head
As I try to close my eyes
And just go to bed.