Okay, I am bored
Can't count sheep
They climbed mountain steep
When I fell asleep.

So many poems fail to convince me of their emotions, I wonder why...

The only certain subject in this life is mathematics. Everything else, changes according to our times.

I never thought I would say this, but I'm starting to lose hope in humanity. As long as people continue being close minded and without initiative, we are doom.

I'll never grieve,
Never wail,
Never be afraid of tomorrow,
I'll never leave
Never fail
Nor give up facing my woe,
No crying,
Oh, no!,
But listening to a music in my soul,
In my soul.

By dark moor - A music in my soul

The more ones reads, the more one swims towards the shores.

Find me under my bed sheets, covered by dreams that warm me with realities that I have yet to live.

Wake me up.

Give time to time and time will give you time too.

If you tell me not to be, I'll be
if you tell me to be, I'll be not
if you tell me be but not be,
I'll just disappeared.

I need to learn to produce time... or manage it? or stretch it? or who knows, I just want more time to write...