My Poems

I hope…
Call me, I'm the lunch of the raven.
When the town eats me:
I'm walking through its tube.
Was I sane?
I saw you through
too many glasses,
your sons were on the street
while I heard your police man:
"Ehi man! Go away! Go home".
I left your stomach
when you close the doors.
I'm the lunch of the raven.
I hope…

I feel  your  soul
to fire  deep  in  my  eyes
I feel  your  scent:
taste  of  my  nights.
I feel  memoirs  of  you
to kill  my  sanity.

Never in my life
the thoughts left my mind
before left a sign on my heart.

Never in my life
I left my thoughts
in the white silent room.

I felt the worst pain.
I were in the white room,
you were outside.

Empty spaces
in my white room.
Nobody can be here
Nobody can be on my border line.
Every time that sun rising
I'm out from here.
I live my life and your life
and everywhere I see there is
the white shiny light....
I can't see: pain.
I find the peace of mind
when the night flow slowly
on my eyes.
I come back on my white room
and see over the border line.