These paper boats of mine are meant to dance on the ripples of hours$$$ and not reach any destination.

Let me light my lamp$$$ says the star$$$ "And never debate if it will help to remove the darkness."

I've wanted to write about them for a long while$$$ but it's a tricky subject$$$ always put off for later and perhaps worthy of a better poet$$$ even more stunned by the world than I. But time is short. I write.

Memories come to mind like excavated statues that have misplaced their heads.

Romeo save me$$$ I've been feeling so alone. I keep waiting for you$$$ but you never come. Is this in my head? I don't know what to think.

I'm shining like fireworks over your sad$$$ empty town.

Just because as human beings$$$ what we can't have is what we reply in our head over and over again before we go to sleep.

A wife should be always a reasonable and agreeable companion$$$ because she cannot always be young.

The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart.

Being FEARLESS isn't being 100% Not FEARFUL$$$ it's being terrified but you jump anyway...