gums gums oh they go
where go where run
I don't know about everything either

and all step and all run
where I run and again
gums gums oh they go

day after day like water
both in paint and turning
I don't know about everything either

what do I know about what I do
what about me to be after all
gums gums oh they go

where are we all going where we are
where are we going step
I don't know about everything either

but listen to me listen
I exist and everything is ahead
gums gums oh they go
I don't know about everything either

19.11.18

Don't wait

Don't wait


It must be heard

She truly loved


And you did

You must not stand


You must not give up

As she said  a word


She did not love you

Get up, get up


Work hard ,be the best

Pray to your God


Who has the hearts

Obey his orders


You will get her heart again

If you want her


You must be her hero

You must ride the difficult


To be only her dream

who carries her on white horse


flying wide ,wide at hight heaven

You must dive into deep


To get the pearl she evaluates



Who is in the fact the pearl?

Who beat the other by brilliant?


Who can call you are intelligent?

The pearl is her


The pearl is here

at he spirit


When she put it on,

Who is the smart?


When she took it off,

The pearl get no charm

autumn rain autumn
somewhere on the streets somewhere
on the pavement somewhere on the arches
both in squares and near monuments
and near the boulevards and near the square

and what is that I see again
and I see the grave fog again
really again again is he
it comes it's about autumn rain again
swims like a fish that was yesterday

17.11.18

the weather again the weather and
the weather is she again the weather and
again tornado it again tornado
and lightning suddenly and she lightning
and november it is september and again
all my dreams and inspirations
destroyed by my own word

where are the bones promised why
autumn is not autumn where are the promised
stars where is where is that wind
and what a lie around one she
and what ain't she alone
what a chopuha ha ha ha
so how to go and serve

15.11.18

she leaned against the back of her car, not sure what else to say.
she pretended this was the end to an old movie, the credits had already started to roll and this was the scene where the boy makes up for all the lost words he never got to say.
it was too late for a happy ending though,
for the both of them.
the sun was setting just below the horizon, creating an orange painting in the sky.
he stood a few feet away, the light reflecting off his eyes.
hands buried in his pockets,
he tried to right the wrongs he had made in the past.
she let him speak
because it seemed more like he was trying to convince himself that he’d changed.
“i’m a better person now,” he said, though it came off as a question.
and she wondered,
if after all of this,
she could say the same.

documents around them
documents they are a poet to me
documents they are lira
documents they are guitar
they are a guitar they are a guitar
they are the violin they are the pianos

documents around them
the documents are sung to me again
documents on how to get away from them
documents never to leave
because always always always
existed were were were they

13.11.18

I play this game with myself
It’s in then out
Up then down
When flying turns to falling
and then back to flying again

It’s alone
then sadness
then panic
and then all over again
all over again