As if what I wanted to say the most

As if what wanted to say the most
would be lost in the saying
because we all are seeking like ghosts
the wrong life meanings
As if what I wanted to say the most
would be running slightly between my voice
wherever the silence goes
we feel an uncomfortable feeling
If I wanted to say the most
would be falling apart from my fingers
The world never learned what is love
and that’s a harmful as believing
As if I wanted to say the most
would be louder than silence alone
the world never stops the “thinking”.

midnight poets

midnight poets

are waiting for the world

to fall asleep

so they can create another world

they’ve waited all day to catch something

a little tiny feeling

a gaze

a sad smile

a broken heart

a letter of love

a song

a laugh

so they can make ART

new life

I found a new life
the one that was giving me the second time
no one got my soul right as the ocean did
I found a new life,
the one that death was so close
nothing else could show me
what I fear the most

in that last second of your life
only one thing keeps you alive
like a rope hope
that’s the people you love

You found me

I wasn’t looking for love
Because I eternally have found
only broken pieces inside my bones
only sad smiles inside my spine

And my soul is so cloudy from carrying it all
How not lose my ground?
But he found me,
I had to destroy books
To ask and concede if he could love me
Without me letting him in first
To find if he sees me the same
He asked me: Do you want to live it all?
Or watch how your ego burns everything inside you
I said I’d willingly try to hold on to you forever
Because I know that I will love you
And I’m not letting go
If your eyes darken above you
I’ll hang the starts, for you to glow
I never saw my broken heart
The way you showed me now
Some wounds will never pass
But I know there’s nothing I’ll ever find better
holding you close
feels like home
I wasn’t lookin’ for you
But you found me

photo by Ddenisse


This autumn seems never to end

silently watching us

how summer is burning our lips

when we talk, when we walk

There is no space between our souls

when we hold our bodies

with the last hope

that our fire will never be thrown in the river

irrationally we keep thinking

Would this feeling ever go away

Would we look at each other

forever this way

But this moment, right now

it feels so intense

touching every single cells

of what we call life

covering thousands of wounds

burned in our minds

And while walking on the edge

we keep asking

why do we fall inlove

when we expected the least

and why are we watching how silence

is dancing under our skin

until we can’t hold anymore

and explode

photo by Laura Makabresky