Don't look for any hiding meaning, just let the words fill your heart ...
Eyes wide open
Hands on the lips
Pale faces
Crying eyes
Dried tears
...
Waves of sorrow
clash my soul.
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Flow of life
Hands on the lips
Pale faces
Crying eyes
Dried tears
...
Waves of sorrow
clash my soul.
----
Flow of life
There is a time
when words are useless,
and feelings are here and there,
feeling you all,
without leaving any place
for being rational, intellectual,
but for love!
There is a time
when you do not say: my love,
when love has no meaning.
when everything goes by
without asking permission
to be here or to go there.
There is a time
when you feel pushed
to nowhere,
when life goes towards
the unknown
and you just ask
to go fast and fast,
to arrive there and,
perhaps re-start,
once again, one day…
