i am getting old

i forget to dream

these days

i am in a movie scene

these days

refusing to play my role

i got a goal

and the goal post is moving

away from me

these days, you see

are strange to me

i am a stranger

talking to strangers

my family, my neighbours

everybody got the same face

this place

i was thrown into

by a clown god

i dont even believe in

i breath in

the air is cold

well let me ask him

what is the meaning of life?

an answer came back

he said

comedy gold

my face distorted

my soul immortal

windswept

by the winds of fate

they alter my shape

my face

my name

feel like

i am just a pawn in the game

moved and changed by the same

winds of fate

who make me age

from fool to sage

myself, outdone

they'll never stop telling me:

"go on"

they blow on

till i lived the life of everyone

till i am again

no one

they blow on

they blow on

fuchsia
and
fandango
with hearts
full of love
were standing on the edge
of the rubicon

fuchsia asked:
"jump the waves?"

fandango answered:
"there is no turning back then."

the sun did set

whilst they

were standing in silence

starring and pondering

the elusive nature

of the foams and waves

of the river

i thought of you
while cleaning the dishes

realizing
that you
probably
dont think of me

anymore

but i sure do

i wasnt paying attention
so
i dropped my favorite cup

shattered
into countless
little pieces

now its gone

forever

just
like
you

lets find out

i say "aaaah"

you push the hook

through my jaw

take me home

seems like a nice catch

lets find out

stripped naked

lost in your bed

that love is

the biggest lie

of all

trees
stripped naked
from their bark

whipped by cold
howling wind

everywhere i look
are testaments

to this worlds

finite love

I gaze at the stars
I begin to fall upwards-
Reunion at last.