Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That's all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.

"I was always ashamed to take. So I gave. It was not a virtue. It was a disguise"
~Anais Nin*


Some give
because they wanted to be recognize
and to be called kind

Some give
because they have a hidden agenda
and will use you in their propaganda

Some give
so that soon
they have something to take

And then the day came,
when the risk
to remain tight
in a bud
was more painful
than the risk
it took
to Blossom.

between the breaths, the boredom, the blues, the *****
the smokes, the sacrifices, the smiles, the sadness, the snooze
the poems, the problems, the pros and the cons
the needles, the nobodies, the neurotics, the loose
the careless, the fearless, the dreamless, who knows
the tulip, the lilac, the jasmine, the rose
the suns, the moons, the earth, the birth
the nights, the fights, the lies arise
the loneliness
among the hate, the fate, the date delayed
the loneliness
along the tongue, a song, wrong, wrong
the loneliness
inside the heart, a part apart, from the start
the loneliness, the loneliness, the loneliness...

"and the crowd, so many people,
and the cries, the laughs, the whispers...
Too many mouths talking in my ear, my left ear
Is it the chaos of unphysical presences ?
But I touch them, I see them, I hear them...
And nobody is here" -- Myra


-- Watercolour

the dreams are ghosts
white ghosts
that fade with the day


-- Watercolour

and then the fleeting hours
go through the pains
and the tiny bits of happiness
on repeat

i'm glad they don't just leave


--Watercolour

like two birds
on a wire
if one flies away
the other is required

to fly away too...
to fly away too...


--Watercolour

and it is in the very loss of hope
that lucidity comes


--Watercolour

in 12 hours exactly
life will take a new turn

i hope it's finally
towards happiness


-- Watercolour