I didn't know
who I was...
Is snow heavy or light
a dandelion's weightless flight...
Social ingenue
she’s as brilliant as the sun...
At night, thoughts are magnified
by the rattling of gunfire...
Deep, rigid lines will
one day...
We journey
from the devastated Earth...
Love is the only joke
in which I fell for...
You wielded your tongue like a dagger,
it cut across my teeth...
I wanted you and only you
But again and again you have shown me your truth...
Old mails are old stories
In some mails i lived the glory...
Ode to the man who once learned to weep,
Ode to the winter, the shepherd and his sheep...
Is it all about ennui
keeping boredom at bay...