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SLEEP

When I felt
your fingers
touching my soul,
heard the whisper
of your body,
I wandered
through your being
and sought.
When I felt
your peace
invading my soul,
heard the whisper

MEDITATION

The grayish rays
of your empty mind
contaminate the world
around you
and you gaze
opened mouth
drooling
at your reflection
in the dust covered mirror,
you feel
as though your stomach

DREAMS

Behind the dark corridors
of the Universe
there is a precipice
so deep
that no human mind
will ever conceive.
At the bottom,
in a cavern
as big as a billion
desolate

CREATION

Sometimes
I think it is sad
your getting your hands
dirty
from exploring
the garbage
in your backyard,
every day,
digging
ever deeply
into your sins,
devouring the fading remains

A Look into the City

Drizzle,
thin mist,
gave a gloomy look
into the city.
There was not much to see.
Trash-can philosophy,
dazzling cars,
famous drunkards
in forgotten bars,
shaggy beggars
in rags,