21/03/2021

Poetry

Echoes brimming with life,
words that muddy
a tired soul.
I am the whisper
in your mistrust.
The gazes sleeping on paper
are screaming,
all the verses
engaging your chaos.

Need...

Memories into oblivion
from a rescued winter.
Silences from distant voices
caress your crying.
Accelerated heartbeats
shaping your song.

Need of...

Attached dimension
without time to wait,
travel to nowhere
directly to the heart.
Living the infinity
grabbing a handful
of revealed secrets.
Smoke to drunk
my dreams.

Need of being...

To win the gap
with an imperfect joke.
A bush tearing
your rusty skin.
The lies are flying,
the ones that fight the coldness,
the ones burning down your bowels.

Need of being...
poetry.

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