Behind the curtains

My world is made of transparent curtains
My people are shadows
And my world is mirage
I don’t grow and I will never go
Do you understand?
Do you see?
The curtains covering the dreams

Renewing my contract

As the vapor comes out of my hot cup of tea
And I travel with my thoughts to somewhere
I grow old
I draw my world
And surf the folds
I find no one but you as my gold
And before the tea gets cold
I realize that time took all my hope
I will not renew my contract with time
And keep waiting till you smile and say we won’t die.

Ever lasting ashes
Eternal shadow
Keeps wondering outside my room
Knocking the door in the night
Asking me if I am alright
And I reply good night
Before the dawn I wake up to start my fight
With the reflections of the memories
And the legends left behind

Every morning I drink my bitter tea
Watching the vapor and your old eyes

Little time in love

Little time

You try to forget
The first beat of love
And if you could drive
You would have driven away
To a happier place
To a happier day
That exists in your mind
And in your smile
You would escape
Just for a while

Little time

You feel hypnotized
You feel paralyzed
Like a cloud surfing the edge of the sea
Like a shadow hanged between earth and sky
Belongs to nowhere

Little time

Sensual, mysterious, something inside
Lose yourself
You will feel stranger and you will find yourself
Go and sell your soul
Lose control
Under the arms of satisfaction
Under the snow
White and silver
Heart of gold
But it is lost once autumn falls

Paper Boat

The waves of our journey started moving
Here we are on my paper boat
I extended my sails flying in the high sky
Talking to the details of the breeze and the blows of wind
And from time to time I was rowing the foam of the sea
Throwing it to the tops of the successive waves
Which were carrying it to far shores
Like promising letters
Like scattered memories
While hope is still reflecting from the old pages of the sea
My journey goes on
Every minute we get older
And I am counting the minutes to reach my shore

On the bed

The night started whispering
and the stars breathing
My naked eyes
and your naked eyes
Our twisted breath is like a hurricane
and the threads of the cover are warm
On my chest and on my back
Traveling on the island of clouds
Two hearts beating for the first time
and dreams are splashing on the bed
No secrets and no shame
Dreams without a ceiling
A painting without a frame
The night will never get old and our shadows will remain.

A heart of shadow

Have you ever experimented to be a light?
Have you ever dreamt in the night?
And have you ever had a heart

I have been a light and now I am glances hidden in your eyes
I have dreamt all nights and now I am living in dreams
But I have never had a heart since I am made of shadow

Dreams made of Ashes

I have drawn your photo on my door
Impressive lines
Clear rhymes
I have written to you my messages on the sky by the clouds
Leaves are escaping from the autumn to the shadows of the spring
Trying to catch up with tomorrow
And watching the candles of the past
Candles are melting dropping lines of wax on my table
Drawing your face and burning what left of the autumn leaves.
Ashes are flying in my room penetrating the dim lights
And I am enjoying listening to your voice calling me in the background
Some cold and some fears
Hesitation
Why we are afraid
Of Leaves! Candles! Lines or ashes!
I had grown up drawing on the door.