They tell their child
it is a good guide
follow this good sign
that inspires your life.

Don't ask anything
it is a good thing
follow this given shine
that leads to brighter life.

He obeys that myth
but he found nothing.
Where's a good thing?
Where is his life?

When turning each page
the portraits are occurred:
convince the mind to engage
the old experience with her.

Suddenly, the lip is wide
pure drops are falling down
into the midst of mind;
crowd of noise is surrounded.

Not long, being awaken
by the presence of time:
lay on the floor darken
to listen to the silent rhyme.

Between us I know
never ever comes true
never mind, just the pain
will penetrate into
my mind 'til turns
to the eternal void.

It hurts I know
like this stubborn
head's willing to
against that law
though high despair
clearly draws on.

Impossible I know
the dreadful mind
is burning into
the grey ashes
as the art of
finely hope.

On those days

(Rare of late)

When a surge of joy

Flows through the veins,

Enjoy the gratitude
Due to life

I bet you could never know
how tremendous I could feel
when you came closer and told:
"one day the world may disappear
yet the remain is our souls:
adhere and never be divided.
You may wonder how it can be;
count one two three and close the eyes
then hear your mind and put your hand
on my left chest, another on yours
so this is how our souls combine".