Novels of today

Majestic are the little things
That Each day I do not expect
And encounter behind my door.
A regular life
Dotted with tiny adventures.
I let myself get surprised
By the man whose past nobody knows
And by the driver who takes the bus through the city
With shocking pink nails.
A smile is behind the corner,
A story is sitting nearby.

Living echo

I am savage today
Like the echo of your actions
Amplified and dissipating.
Your touch of anger
Becomes tight fingers
and hopeless tears.
Your tender hug
Comes straight
And gets amplified in the imaginary future
only I am allowed now to see.