pizza with sugar

Oh dear Subversive attitude

That pushed me put of bed

And makes me still feel

like a pizza with sugar,

Like a chest served frozen,

Like a promise with crossed fingers.

You Changed me

and make me feel out of place.

Respected but subject of curiosity,

Innovation gives me a glow.

Owl determination

The owl turns its head
And searches for a better company
In the spontaneous thick foliage
Of the park.
Its feet are still and solid,
They know the here contain a spot of love
And do not want to leave.

Yellow bench

Yellow and empty,
The bench stares at the sun alone.
It waits nonstop for a purpose
And yet it is playing its role.

Growing Thorns

These days I wander
How to grow woody dark thorns
While carrying in with life.
Building a protection system
While keeping dangers at bay
Is like building a dam
While swimming.
Think not too long thorns
Will come from the expressing
Of controversial opinions and dark feelings.

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