a scream
when we born
why

we then understand

a echo
when we die
remaining

always wind provoked waves
in fact,are often invisible the enemy
only sensible

so real is misty

wall was bleed
'this will not close the wound of love'
from the wall until it disappears

we are very ignorat
we will prepare for which the end to own

though if we'd know what changes

our thoughtfulness to endless
so we are looking for too far

for some vicious life
rainbow and colorblind

scarecrow
                    was         crows
                             for
I don't
                 know others

water was steam
easy for sun

hitherto

I was afraid from dotless sentences always
just because we can't stop

crazies in angry deserts
they went chasing a mirage
they didn't saw of cactus's water

my birds  free
your birds in the cage
the bonds of Affection when you broke
no chain can't hold

you don't understand this

a crow was raving
it said that the fox took the cheese
however,a Fabled that
now it is time for the truth

(for children)

glaciers are melting
people with fire
burning the world

it's not far
major disasters
everyone is waiting for

there is one my wrong
like you
always camouflage
in our own pit

there is one my question
I don't want answer
from anyone
like you
always speechless
in our own desolate

there is one my road
like everybody
intrinsic
always silent
in our own loneliness

my childhood stayed to the swings
my mom quickly shook
so I'm sorry

went like a bird my happiness

wait for the cuckoo bird
when the time comes
but the springs can be broken

you knows
each bird is not fit in your bag

have to scream like that
sometimes will never be heard

everyone is playing to time
no one not heard the ticking of the clock

without water in the well
to be a bucket
sometimes this life

shell wounds but binds
                                 the bloodshed memorable
               once was very different
    today's landscapes

in springboard
how much will not go up
where you will fall
well do the math

feeling the rhythm of a thousand
it is not glorious table
in your inner voice hidden
the direction of the steps

walk around jumping

dreams in the clamp
distorted colors on table
do you realize that a feather falls
something's missing

now's not the cuckoo clocks

whose scene
role requirement
will be dead

we can't escape
bells will be ringing for us

a body lonely
searching for the soul
like everyone
prisoner of love hearts

each sediment is prisoner in own weight
aware of whom who are not aware of

for color blind
what is Rainbow

if your perception don't true

who knows what you missed

this poem is different you're saying
what is the same

you want to keep this hidden tears
which real is hidden

with a question you want learn
how is it possible

high walls were built
for others
both for themselves

why dreams and realites

only time
some time
most of the time

dreams our timid shadows
memories our ashes
our words are ignored

time our dragging flood

listen to the silence of the universe
wake up your deaf side
do not look for a sign
your cold feelings

let it echo with screams
leave your nooks

there is a traveler of each road
until the last ship
dreams that occur less
because coward steps

I don't want something you had no control over
only give me my heart
do you know
you very broke,just

sad mirrors
gloomy faces
many reasons

who,how hides

day transfers
our experinces to the night
life doesn't stop continuous
flows water on the bend
not expected knocks the doors
reckless future

a breakwater must be in everyone's life
while fleeing from the raging waves
a port in a storm

relaxes you

enjoyment waves
with the coast plays
sands doesn't matter
but fishes are bother

the man said the fishes
they love the water too much
the death of separation from the water for them

same lovesicks

don't force
from the most plausible reasons to your sun sink
don't cry never
for will be

you can see houses without doors at my village
everbody is quest think
yes,all human equals

start after the point
always the same problem

live is to wait

the wind before storm
does not show the real face

see,storms are abruptly cut off
so open your eyes

if  you wake from a nightmare
give me a hug not to your pillow
even thought I am not near
you feel with all the warmth of my love

the sky does not know the blue
the rain does not feel wet
if there is no human

the stage does not complete

grind patience
every miller

we think wheat

need hide anything now
from the heart
difficult even if when we burying to all our loved

out of line
all the lives

a rope
where
sewn eyes
target to be
when needed
a magnet
pulls

every time

you don't look at me
ascends and descends to the sea

diffuse colors in my eyes
one day they will be erased
they will be like colorless water
returnees  essence people