To an unnamed

When words become nothing

Silence is the only escape.

When questions already have answers

It’s hard to pretend being ignorant.

In the simplicity of life

The most disgusting thing is righteousness confirmed.

And the empty room becomes even emptier.

Who are we?

A bottle of brandy to be drunk

When somebody is thirsty?

No. I am your silence.

Bitter memories…

I am the absent future

I am the past…

Ideas that will never come true….

Failure to embody…

No words pronounced…

You are that silence of mine…

I am just your sound…

Shhhhhh

Stars are falling down

The season has gone….