God knows how much I have prayed to freeze the time Because I am not yet over it. I want to spend some days crying And I want to realise not in a hurry but naturally and gradually about what has gone wrong and what can still go right. I want to take my time, I … Continue reading Fall


Pompous poem #1

He sleeps till three and wanders during night. He stays with mates whom he despise. He tries and tries, and fails and cries. Dreams come and go and still unsatisfied; he goes to bed and Inside a legend dies. Mornings are worst, he feels miserable. He loves a woman - only for whom he cares. … Continue reading Pompous poem #1