Month: July 2023

This street is a mountain path stretchingto the horizon of what we carry in our heartsPeople in a column like warriorsawaiting the order to march evenlyBlack T-shirts are like a preview ofthe coming of the Shadow PrincesBut the palace is not readyto take over this army of soulsSo don’t go out in front of the…

The hour has comewhen the gates of the strongholdopen to the army seeking salvationIn the beating of the drumsthe order to march resoundsSo they go one after the otherto be in time for the military reviewTo face those who awakenthe Nightmares Next poem

So many of us were thereAnd only a fragment of humanitymanaged to assimilateThe diversity of thoughts and feelings dazzleslike the bride seen for the first timeIn the crowd of blissful troopsword has spread that there will be no WarningStaring ahead at the phantoms of the world’s saviorswe tighten our throats more and morenot to shout…

There was the first cryNightmares took over spaceLos Angeles is holding you accountable for your lack of loveBut don’t worryeverything is fine with youeven if you consider yourself a black sheepand the feeling that the system collapsedcauses permanent paranoiaYou want to come out of oblivionInstead, you’re slowly dying of heat.The others made you a punching…

You’re sliding on their outstretched armslike a sailor on a rough sea10 on the Beaufort scale can lift you higherThen you’ll see the hungry creaturesthat you need to trust to get to land safelySo you give them what’s best in youso that they can calmly return to their hiding placesand remain dormant until the next…

I watched the crowd disperseunder your touchYou were like Moses opening the Red SeaAll sides rippledobedient to gestures and wordsUntil you demanded it be overThe sea has flooded you like the EgyptiansBut you survivedCarried on the shoulders of angelsfrom the hill you still calledno one is fucking with your head Next poem

So we’ve reached the endLights outSmoke ventedSilence and whispers came down a strong blowThere were a few roses givento the most persistentSoon the prince’s suite will be gonebut we won’t be able to watch itMemories will play in the soul’s rhythmleft as an artist’s signatureI merge with him and leave transformed