Hear my plea
Gods of the earth, fire...

Regret your sins!
Hand us your soul...

Life,
connected with Time...

Let me make you mine.
I’ll give you your dreams...

A poem is a text, a phrase,
a word, a letter...

When your heart is broken, buy glue,
move on, and you'll see...

I looked at the earth,
it was thirsty and dead...

Startled, I woke,
in the middle of the sleep...

I'm feeling inspiration,
to seal my fate...

Life is just what death is not,
everything you can think of and more...

Skyscrapers blossom towards the sky,
Houses appear like little mushrooms...