sábado, 30 de septiembre de 2017

I know you know


Did you remember me?
Back from the devil's island time.
I noticed oceans carrying lies
using the words I can't forgive.


I know you know.
I know time drifted on its own,
finding no reason to carry on.

lunes, 25 de septiembre de 2017

Columbine

It dies within me before it's born.
This hypnotizing columbine
reveals its shine in front of me,
and grows in the garden of my heart.


Will I ever watch it... rise?
I can feel diamonds in the sky
just freezed and brightful.
They stare impassive at my downfall.


But the fire's gone,
the dream is on.
And the more that I want it,
the more that it grows.