Saturday, September 29, 2007

Among the Crowds


The princess of the cities
My Capital
And a loud voice shouts in the horizon
Carried by the color of the sunset.
As the sun disappears the voice goes louder
Calling the princess of the cities
While I am searching for my lost city in silence and in sadness
The dreams play the roles
And memories draw tomorrow with undetermined features
And this is the way fate goes
Hides behind the silence of the sunset
Even after I reached my city I lost my addresses

Sunday, September 2, 2007

The Train


I have stood on the edge of the pavement
Many cars passed
Many birds passed
I saw some little leaves on the ground
And some far smoke was coming out from the chimney of the passing train.
And once I could see its windows reflecting images in my eyes.
I saw many faces
Happy and sad
I saw many eyes
Brown and blue
The train of goodbye carried the images to other destinations.
And I went back to the pavement continued to home under the rain carrying sparks of memories and the reflections of windows of the passing train.