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Monday, August 18, 2025

If only...





















Look into my eyes and if you can see
the untold words written,
but not visible to the world then you are the
lucky one. If they make any
sense, than you know that they are
part of my world and maybe yours also.
Look at my face and see my smile
at receiving your messages or even just
a postcard, my smile grows if I receive
your call, even if you don't talk to me.
I can't believe or say that my millions
words are just a dream. Feeling you
besides me, feeling your breath without
opening your lips. 
Go away dreams that I can't reach,
just because you are an impossible dream. 

Sunny children

What a subject to approch...

My blood fumes when children
suffer, I don't care if they are
poor, rich, white, black, different
backgrounds, different language,
different beliefs, spoiled, shy, if they
put a tantrum once in a while,
THEY ARE CHILDREN
They are respected as children
and don't subject them to hunger,
atrocities,mutilations, or even
premature death.
They are the blood of our blood,
the flesh of our flesh, our present
and future.
I can't say that I went through a rough
time growing up, a life like all normal
children of parents who broke their
back to give a better life and future
then theirs.
Bad times always existed like 
wars,flood,fires,earthquakes, but
also atrocious people who could
not stand other people especially
young children who had a real long
memory. So not to go through the
consequences would destroy these
poor angels WHO HAD NO FAULTS.

NB: this photo is an AI and not mine.
 
 

Thursday, August 7, 2025

Poetry...

Poetry is an assembly of words
reflecting our world, hiding the
cries of the stars like long 
glistering strings sown to the 
clouds, and balancing from
the breath of new lovers who
are caught in their own 
poetry world. Why O why do
I feel the weight of the world
on my shoulders, that weight
I did not create it, rather it was
created for a reader to stop,
think and reflect.   

Saturday, July 19, 2025

Messy world


We are living in a very messy world.
Where reality and fiction go hand in hand.
People don't realize the mess they are 
creating, WE the humans believe we are
the master of this universe, and all is
permitted.  But look here, what do you really
see, phantoms, superiority of ones against
others. A flower that is not a real flower, but
just result of fanta-science. A science they say
is so advanced that eventually it will surpass
the HUMAN. 


Tuesday, July 15, 2025

Fallen in love






















I didn't really know you.
You belonged in my list of friends,
with passing of time 
my heart unbend in knowing you.
Past memories couldn't stop 
my tears to my first love, but I
had to try again.
Like a fool I've fallen in love again,
knowing that I would not let you go.
Yes I fell in love all over again,
be assured that I will not let you go.
All the feelings towards you will 
be the same and very true. 
I ask you that you always remember
that my love for you has no end...

Friday, June 20, 2025

Light


Light nature vitamin 
and a joy for humans when
in darkness.
Light guides animals and
people to follow it and
explore what's behind it.
The day that the light will
loose it's mysteries is the 
day that MAN will cease to
exist... 

Wednesday, June 18, 2025

Red moon

 


When my friend and confident 
gets mad at the world, she glows
a deep red and cries all around the
world. My heart aches, my tears 
are insuficient, my taughts are all
for you my friend. I return to you
so you can convey my words to my
lover who doesn't know I still
exist and only exist these days.
My body is refusing my last wishes
to come back to you in my native
land, my native lover and all my
childhood memories. Those days
are long gone, my native land is
deserted by young generation who
don't know my existance and older
generation are not there anymore
to chat with me about the old days.
Moon don't cry for me, I don't deserve
you tears or your wrath. Just keep 
what you have been doing all this
time, be there for me until I die.

Wednesday, June 11, 2025

To stealers


I'm wandering what's the satisfaction
of readers, curious or just browsers
gives to these intruders.
Intruders that come & steal material
that is not their's, especially PHOTOS.
I have no means to stop these, but 
please be assured that I keep always a
copy of material and photos in this 
blog in a safe.

 

Look around









Let me love you one more moment,
to give you joy and pleasure.
Come back to me again, I won't let you
regret it.
My heart will be free of chains and fears,
don't let this dream of mine wash away or
keep me awake, you are my dream and a
dream is sweeter than real.
I'll wait for you, just don't forget that... .