My arms are crossed
And my thoughts far away
When the bell rings.
The day is over
Or does it start?
I head home and fill the last hours
With tenderness and personality
Until the sleep comes
And my heart holds a list
With minute-long experiences and small memories.
Open door
Chose your dress carefully today
As you are going to be surprised.
You left the door open to the invisible possibilities
And today someone will enter
Flying or sneaking,
Behind your back,
While at the desk.
Unable to produce opportunities
You can only leave some space for them
And get ready to say ‘ yes’.
Success lesson
I have read all the books
With the word success inside
But something was missing.
Techniques and strategies
Abound
As suggestions and lessons.
I never asked,
everything passed through my hands
And the fruits ripened.
Mind juice
Squeeze your mind
In the bright day
and observe the drops on the table.
The red line of your everyday
Is condensed and finally clear.
Dried it leaves your successes behind.
Success homology
The absurd colours of nature
Ones me with their extravagance and personality.
No such bravery is permitted
In the world of humans.
Homologation as a rule to success
Reveals its limits
In the grey of clothes
And the monochrome of personalities.
