Writing

Due microracconti privati.

Ero seduto sul bordo del marciapiede e una ragazza che ho amato mi era vicino. In piedi. Aveva i capelli…

Un racconto breve di invisibile inquietudine…

A nature poem

You are sure that I have never really forgotten you. You Are sure about my teenage years. You know everything…

Looking for similar human beings

An Illusion in The Bright Mirror of Eternity

Autumn is turning yellowed with foliage.

We are burning in this chaos, burning, burning, burning.

The buns are not so much now, / having sprouted green-blue stubble. / The man is just as much now,…

My summer has flown by. The sun is not enough for me.

My father died 62 years ago and I still feel his absence.

I flap my wing - I delve into my thoughts. / I will read all your thoughts. / Scraps of…

Do you believe in stars?

Supportment of flower

Disasters in the world today.

There is a colossal ship in my golden state from outer spce, sometimes it visit me in dreams, take me…

A whimsical adventure under the sun.

5 Recent Poems

The time has come to say goodbye.