Here I am
Like a failed poetry
Like a direct meaning
Like an apparent melancoly
I don't remember
when exactly
I forgot
what was written
on my palms
and who wrote it
for what purpose
and why now it worths
to be said to the world!
Was it the true poetry?
Was it the life's secret meaning?
Was it a smile to the melancoly?
I don't remember
I don't remember
Where it comes the power of my palms.
Oct 31, 2017
Oct 31, 2017 at 5:08 PM UTC
Here I am
Like a failed poetry
Like a direct meaning
Like an apparent melancoly
I don't remember
when exactly
I forgot
what was written
on my palms
and who wrote it
for what purpose
and why now it worths
to be said to the world!
Was it the true poetry?
Was it the life's secret meaning?
Was it a smile to the melancoly?
I don't remember
I don't remember
Where it comes the power of my palms.