The universe is unexpected
Bizarre
Full of twists
And he is my father
I must have inherited it from him.

Come and look at me
As I get high in poetry
Poetry.

Understanding brought me to fiction this time.
I am the siren.
Daughter of the ocean

You cannot tell love!
You can only catch,
Visions of it!
Dream like!
Played as it lives on human constructions.

I check the phone

No message from you

And I wait

I wait

For a vibe

For some color

On these deserted days of mine.

There is only me in the street

On this gray sunday

I feel like a little ball

Forgotten on a corner of the room

Every body has forgotten about it

The child does not want to play.

They pretend to be nice,
But in reality, they are rude.
They pretend to be kind,
But in reality, they are cruel.

They pretend to love animals,
But in reality, they **** their blood.
They pretend to love God,
But in reality, they walk the path of demons.

They pretend to love
But in reality, it's all lust
They pretend to save nature,
But in reality, they make nature cry

All I want to remind you,
my dear,
Nature is not shy.

Humanity might get wiped out of the surface of earth.
And nature wouldn’t care.
It is in its kind to go.
Undisturbed!
Uncaring!
For the infant that helplessly relies on her.
For nature nothing ever begins.
Ever ends!
Ever exists!