words create worlds
A silence reigns inside the bracket in my heart- (A hollow brimmed with diamond shades) a pause between the hammering old valves (weighing the scars that hope kept open) comparing times of past in painting future loves, (silence reverberates in chords untouched) a quietness that reigns the meanings of a life. (inside the bracket
Before you spoke A sparkling flash exploded into petals right in the middle of your yellow eyes- black holes, the multiverse’s doors unlocked the spiraling allure, absorbed my light into the nothingness of life. Arising from unknown altars the silky petals touched my blooming soul. An instant flash of love the light restored in muddy
Music is like life. It has to be lived. Music is love’s vibration for every heart to understand. To live without music is to not recognize the vibration that you are. The universe is God’s eternal song. Many times in life we encounter angels. But, unfortunately, rarely we do recognize them. Angels are winged spirits
The heart is the storehouse of infinite love. The body is the one that wastes it. Do not search for love outside yourself, for you will only find the burning desert of deceptions and desires. Love is to endlessly „give”. Desire is to endlessly „demand”. Falling in love appears and disappears. Love is.Falling in love
Impeccable silk walking through the carbon cars aligned in static red at traffic lights, Chekhovian silhouette veiled in a cream-colored-blouse, a seagull’s flight over the cities’ web of wires and withered flowers offered for a coin. A surreal flash dove through my trembled flesh. How could I know you hid under her furrowed skin the
Worlds of Words 