Oct 2020
Life is a long road
Full of metaphors
Full of humor
Life is a long run
I haven't had got the shoes
So, I put myself in someone's skin
They say, the days move by
But, the nights die with the sword
I remember a man hanging
From the crescent moon
With his eyes on the stars
And heart on the lonely earth
Having only his loneliness
Which he couldn't contain
So he shared it
With the world
In the form of love
Full of metaphors
Full of humor
Life is a long run
I haven't had got the shoes
So, I put myself in someone's skin
They say, the days move by
But, the nights die with the sword
I remember a man hanging
From the crescent moon
With his eyes on the stars
And heart on the lonely earth
Having only his loneliness
Which he couldn't contain
So he shared it
With the world
In the form of love
What is contemporary?
Is it always modern.
Or a form of novelty that takes
On a different form of understanding
That most of share as our own.
Is it always modern.
Or a form of novelty that takes
On a different form of understanding
That most of share as our own.
