Might be all night long
My poem Sacrificing itself
Until reaching your breath,
and waking you up
...
Our lives have been taken
We are the people always in the papers
papers of war
papers of violence, torture...
...
I adore you
I am surprised by you
You make them read me
you bring me a life
...
Booking your day before its full
No one in there to make you fool
When you arrive
...
Announcement
If the Roses disappear
the Violets still stand for demonstration
Its summer time
and
let the moon do her turn
i no need beg for the sun
My soil still alive
i have enough tears
should be fine
No need to take any more views
that will destroy my new Gallery
If the power prohibited me
By applying some mulch
ill make the violet alive
I am ready for my exhibition.
even if i am outside the world
it will be replenished by itself
that will be
first and last frame