Basically English not is my first language, so i used to write in another language so i tried to write in English, hope you enjoy it, Note" i play (write) without rules i just care about the Surrealist perceptions in my writing" COLD NIGHT The nights are moving away Escort the clouds, the noise and my dreams Leaving my tears dripping in the void of my pillow Just to say Hi! The pillow answer back my cheeks in calm scratchy touch : there are enough of your filthy Stoney tears. No one hear, -“Hush” that what the frozen window said,- No one hear, the crush of my breath. The dawn came…. came ... came All the lovely birds are dancing away And the sun trying to mount the sky Shoves the cold of the night To wake up my little soul from my deeps Until that…. the dancing bird came and on window balconette did die… in that exact memento, life revels the penalty of living, you feel betrayed, sorrow and rage you jump from the edge of your bid to kill yourself or what is left from your dreams, No one hear… What the trees did say to the wind About what was seen under the roses skirt When they were blooming! That is another story and another night That could steal your warmth.
Thank you very much, hope you enjoy it, this another one i wrote Trees And fingers sucha raceme of berries Stroll surreptitiously As geese sally a slender strand of water And i enumerate what left over of my dreams Leafs pinnace And blue lanterns Peaceful sail This is my heaven Rose And moon
