Starry Night
A sparking wind from west
Under the cold moon at rest
The sun waits upon
Starry Night, Van Gogh
Curtains
I am the silk curtains that you have
Making you feel sweet, safe and warm.
I relieve you, fighting the rain and the storm.
isolating you from the other folks.
No more stress, a present from my sorstitchings.
rescuing you from the daylight, blocking the sunshine
I am the cotton velvet that you want to brush your fingertips around me all day
But my fragile colors fade away
i’ll never leave the window
or you
Because I can NOT
How can i?
I am attached to the ceiling,
Stucked between dozens of reckless rings.
Making you feel sweet, safe and warm.
I relieve you, fighting the rain and the storm.
isolating you from the other folks.
No more stress, a present from my sorstitchings.
rescuing you from the daylight, blocking the sunshine
I am the cotton velvet that you want to brush your fingertips around me all day
But my fragile colors fade away
i’ll never leave the window
or you
Because I can NOT
How can i?
I am attached to the ceiling,
Stucked between dozens of reckless rings.
Humpy Donkey
Humpy donkey made a snowball
He licked it slow and his tongue's stuck on
All the surgeons and and all the nurses
Couldn't separate them anymore
THE LION
Roars from the depth of horizon
Like a torrid sun shining upon a freezing jungle
Protecting others like a father.
Uses his securing claws for bringing peace
To a world where he is the commander.
The herd of animals are encouraged by him
Because of his fearlessness.
His confidence is boosting
With his sharp teeth making him threatening.
His authority is empowering his respect
With his irresistible superiority.
He is the mentor of all
Creates security and sorrow
IN HER EYES
The story in her blank eyes
Are never to be told
Her fragile body rests on a grave
Covered with fresh laundry
Her restless mind
Turning cold
She brushed the bangs of her hair
Softly, recalling
How she got trodden
By every other evil out there
She held her breath
To be forgotten
The story in her blank eyes Alexandre Cabanel-Phèdre
Are never to be told
Everyone waiting, freezing in dirt
For her dry lips to mutter a single word
Recipe for Victory
Roast a big size of bravery
Sprinkle a dash of determination
Get rid of all the doubts to make it denser
Never eat the raw dough
Because it will make you only sick
Don’t forget to add a delicious sauce of contentment
Steam it gently in a torrid pan of self-belief
Marinate it until it’s ready
Take it out fast but gently
First smell it
Then feel it
Be strong, be brave
Serve it against the world
Sprinkle a dash of determination
Get rid of all the doubts to make it denser
Never eat the raw dough
Because it will make you only sick
Don’t forget to add a delicious sauce of contentment
Steam it gently in a torrid pan of self-belief
Marinate it until it’s ready
Take it out fast but gently
First smell it
Then feel it
Be strong, be brave
Serve it against the world
Mosquito
Tick-tacks of the clock and the beats of her heart
Her loud heart, pumping the alluring fresh blood
A visible vein on her neck is calling me
I feel like swimming in an infinite sea.
Mona Lisa
A lady with cold dreams in a mystic work of art
Behind a broken smile, lies her dying heart
Da Vinci