Hey dear lady, what are u caring in that big suitcase?
Hey little child, I am caring some pain.
Oh, I thought it was full of candies and toys for me to play.
No little kid. There's no candies inside.
Hey lady with the pain, can you tell me what pain is?
Hey little kid. Pain is something that makes big people like me feel little like you.
Is this what everyone is caring inside their suitcases when going to work?
Mostly yes..
Oh, ok then. Thanks lady with the pain. I hope your pain is not too heavy so I can still see you around caring the suitcase.
Ok child, goodbye..

Fear to die
Fear to cry.
Fear to live
Fear to forgive.
Fear to give
Fear to receive.
Fear to exist
Fear to resist
Fear to speak
Fear to reach the peak.
Fear to touch
Fear as such..
Fear of rejection
Fear of reflection.
Fear of darkness
Fear of numbness.
Fear of dangers
Fear of strangers.
Fear of tears
Fear of fears.
I got myself paralyzed by all types of fears
Until one night when I got to face them all.
The choice was simple but hard
To live or to die?
I felt my head being flooded with thoughts,
They were so strong, so complex, so frightening
I simply couldn't take it anymore.
I chose to die because death was the only solution
I am dying, that means I am giving up
My need to control what I cannot control
I chose to die but in fact I have lived
Freer and stronger than ever before
I put myself in the hands of the gods
For that I felt it was the only salvation.

Heaven and hell are inside our brains
**** the fear by killing your desire
After that you are reborn, you are free.
And nothing feels better than that.
This is the freedom we all seek to find
The freedom from our own piece of mind.

To live like a fish is
To live without trace.

To live like a fish is
To be as transparent as the water.

To live like a fish is
To be as light as the water.

To live like a fish is
To never harm others.

To live like a fish is
To always trust your gut.

To live like a fish is
To always move forward.

To live like a fish is
The quest for absolute freedom
And the absolute freedom
Brings absolute happiness.

Swallowed, in between worlds,
I feel the longing in belonging.
I have swallowed my words
And subjected the power to access them.

I have discovered new worlds
And forgotten my own one.
I stopped dwelling on my past
because I know I had none.

The warrior inside myself
was slowly making its way up.
I let myself being conquered
And I almost forgot who I am.

I am now not choosing my words anymore,
they choose me.
I am not being challenged by life furthermore,
I challenge it up.

I love my body but I know I am not the body.

I identify myself with my mind but I know I am not the mind.

I know I'm an immortal energy
And none of the materialistic things matter to me anymore.

There is someone I once met
there is someone I cannot forget.
There's someone who made me feel deep
and close to my heart I still keep.

There has been a time in my life
when I wish I’d stop the time
when I wish I’d stop the world
and that special moment hold.

There is someone I once fell for,
someone who will never know
that that day will always remain
deep into my mind and soul.

And I wish the time would unfold
side by side we’d stay in cold,
look each other in the eyes
until deep feelings arise.
But suddenly I realise
that I cannot compromise.

And I wish I’d be an warrior
so I’d fight for what I feel, or
I just wish this'd be a simple thought
and slowly rewind my mind.

But I can’t and so I live,
freedom to my mind to give.

There is someone I once met
who made my heart forever melt.

Prefabricated thoughts,
They sudden come they sudden go.
They let me in a state of flow
expecting that the tide would soon be on the ebb.

Distorted feelings,
Images and memories appearing
surfacing from a distant past,
somehow making me feel caught in a timeless ball.

Mind games and hidden subtleties
transposed through different time realities.
Confused my deeper world accelerates
in trying to obey what has been missed, forgotten.

My endeavours to make it right
are ebbing now away. My inner world,
it suddenly dissolves in scattered thoughts
disbanding and regrouping the forgotten self deceased.

The other world,
a battle ground,
profound,
it lays me down.

Soul searching,
Ancient ones.
The yellow sun
tormented like a rock.

I come to you
my winter heart,
others who?
Pathetic life.

Blue butterfly
Moon touched,
A poet writes:
too far my lover..

Four questions up for her
The growing evil
I can’t stay here,
Far out! the promised land.

Before the light
there is a flower girl.

The white rose
on the Wooden street,
a lone walker
will sacrifice
a paper cut.

Somewhere inside the dark
stealing in second place
realities, eternities,
A time long gone.

Wide spaces,
Legacy.
The time to break the shell.
My undulating mind.
I am the journey from untruth to truth.

Felling like a new born
I am maybe stubborn
I'm following my path
And I have all the rights I guess.

Challenging my options
I'm feeling kind of hopeless
I'm dying everyday
hoping to find my way.

And I realise
I cannot compromise
I just wanna take my time
and leave everything behind.

And I hope u don't mind
that I'm going to find
all that I have searched for years
but was hidden in my fears.

Sometimes we lose ourselves
and borrow different identities,
sometimes we fall apart
and embrace new ideologies.

Sometimes we lose our voice
and everything drifts away
we act as we somehow forget
that everything’s built on our choice.

Sometimes we forget who we are
that there’s something of higher importance
which should make us feel clear and right,
but sometimes our vision gets blind.

Sometimes we question ourselves,
end up by borrowing different selves,
because sometimes we lose our trust
and become as vanished as dust.

Sometimes we torture ourselves
with wrong thoughts and unreal dreams
we get caught in something I’d call
the one’s self abandonment act.

Wide eyed,
dense and intense,
Trying to climb
the ladder of hopes.

Strong and determined,
following the rules
we forgot how to stop
and think about values.

Humid blind,
we forgot how to ask
we forgot what to ask,
resigned humankind.

Threw up my garbage,
happy there's always someone
coming and picking it up
cause anyway what we all think
is who cares about the damage?

Progress is all that we want
and this world slowly becomes
a playground for our minds
programmed by the big guys.

Pulling my curtain away,
I check any visible sign
of something we once knew and worshiped
as ruling our majestic planet.

Superficiality,
Ignorance,
these are the words
that come to my mind
when I want to describe
what we strongly embrace
as the superior race.

And as time passes by
all that remains is a sigh,
but we still have the hopes
that we can transform into ropes.

Hoping I'll touch somebody's heart
I will continue to write
And hope one day we can unite
To put back up the work of art.

Contagious,
to the point of extinction,
Nerve racking,
Part of our own
subliminal illusion.

We have become poisoned
by the Social Media,
dehumanised,
unrealistic
and falsely optimistic.

Departed from our minds
structured like chemical products,
in this elusive society
that we embrace with blindness.

We have become strangers,
strangers in our own bodies
as old philosophies die
and we embrace the loneliness.

Experiments of corporations
muppets of governments,
products of our own minds.

Energies floating,
intestines bloating,

Hearts unfulfilled,
And lives not well lived.

How long do we still have?