this summer: Plastic living thing

Just staring at his eyes, as he stares at his phone
Was trying to hold his hand like we used to do
Before they brought the out that plastic living thing, with luxurious services
That  everyone carries  nowadays….everywhere they go…whatever they do
We just get so much attraction in complaining about others lives
Whereas we our-self stare at a box, amazed by the little words and letters
Scrolling up and down, maybe side to side
Just signing up in various social medias,
Charging my phone, feeling down when theres no one
No cuddling, no smooching, no privacy
No conversations no nothing.

Pandora Diary: I own the night

Do you have any idea how it feels to walk in an empty room, take a sit and stare at the wall? Blank wall? Close your eyes and imagining an event where the entire room with your work, finely framed and with people gawking at your paintings or probably looking at their own self from the glasses. Then opening your eyes and all the dreams and imaginations disappear leaving a little hint in our mind that the blank wall is waiting….waiting to filled with colors and dreams mostly from people who dreams big.

THIS SUMMER: BLUE

Suddenly the view became so cool and blue
Hearing no sound, nor can i breath
All i see the black and white tiled floor
And human legs and hands
When i rise i the sun, the faces of people
Its so cool down there, its so hot up here
Feeling like staying there for awhile
But that may cost my life

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THIS SUMMER: HOT SUN, COOL WATER

The air is sandy, the shades are cool
Happy teenagers and colorful bikinis
Diving into the water, saying hello to the sun
Wearing cute lip glosses, holding hands
Swimming  into the cool water, playing as summer just began
Laying under the trees where they go high
Looking at the birds in the sky.

Pandora Diary: One sided love

He fell in love, blindly for two years with a girl  who was just probably passing her time with him. With all the gifts and money he used to do for her, spending two years of his life with someone who doesnt even know the meaning of love except betrayal and cheat. That moment, that time, that second, when she left him, when she stopped talking to him, finally breaking up from a relationship that  was one-sided… the earth crashed in to millions of parts, the sky turned dark and the heart tour apart forever creating a hatred and sorrow for love and god. Asking millions of questions to god and the world. feeling alone and sad, thus creating a great hatred for love and creating him into a monster who is not even in his nature. She left him  for no reason, shes happy leading him to a world where people hates him, where words became curse and faces became unknown.

THIS SUMMER: Papers and Ink

Daddy brought divorce invitation to mommy
She looked sad and he looked happy
Neither he or she thought about me
Left in the corner, as grandma picked me up
Took me to her place and slowly brought me up
It was a memory of nothing but two people getting over each other
With just a piece of paper
Is where stare at each other and say just sign here
Everything will be over

THIS SUMMER: NO ONE.

I  woke up all alone in my bed
Still dreaming about you all the time.
I pour the coffee in my cup still waiting for you to return…or maybe call…or maybe a message..or something
Just started laughing on my own, thinking who am i waiting for
Because there is no one anymore.