Jump the wall

I throw my mind

Over the wall using a single hand

And wait for the bump.

If was searching for novelty,

It might have found it.

What is new is still hidden

And i can only excite in its imminent rise.

Mind will tell me,

Among thoughts of routine,

What I could not imagine

and get thrilled for

Only few days ago..

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Dress strong

So sleeping, I choose my dress
In the dark of the bedroom
As an armour for the day.
A sharp colour for subtle affirmations
And a sleek shape to slide through
Confrontation.

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Time pain

As I grow older,
Time seems to accelerate
And Push me aside from the competition.
Valuable minutes are spent
And I do not notice
But I miss them
When alone in bed
I am hurt by what could not be done
today.

Mountain top

The setting changes around you
And a new view open.
You Change your situation,
When you trust your feet
And their instinct.
You can climb those crazy ideas.
From the top of the mountain
All the air is clean and struggles take a new dimension.
The grey fog of doubts and worries orbiting around my head
Vanishes
Under a childish blow
And a cheerful laughter
You haven’t heard for a while.

Monday survival

Tomorrow is a new itinerary
Open like a door to people and events.
They enter, they sit down
And tell me their story.
It is hard to listen
But fills my heart with sadness and wisdom
And teaches my hands the tricks to survive
Another Monday.

Trust your hands and step forward

Years of hypotheses and confrontation
Gave you that idea
Of marvelous potential
And unmeasurable impact
For the people and the society.
You cuddle it in your mind
You question it and lay it to rest
Each day until the right moment.
If it makes sense
If it is feasible
Depends only on you
And your hands and vision.
You prove it
You make it reasonable and accepted
Against the critics and odds of statistics.
Trust your hands and step forward.