What is that I see?
A reflection of myself,
Intertwined as one,
Nothing more, and nothing less.
Layer by layer
An image, clear as water,
Yet, it lies alone,
No match to find its owner.
It takes a swift stroll
To find what is obvious,
Like prancing children
That lurk through life unnoticed.
Poesi av Erick Flores och foto av Mikael Svensson.
Contemplation never got me anywhere I am stranded on my own emotions; there See where it left me; sitting, wishing, Above all, I am left mostly thinking I look up at the broad sky at night It always leaves me without light And as I look up on the sky, the stars They are the …
What is blue in a day? That loved the morning light, And smiled all the way; That has all come to end! What is blue in a day? When all I can only taste, Is bleak sadness all day; When will this come to end? What is blue in a day? That I may have …
I chose life, and left you behind, There is more to life, than just us, I looked at the sky and gained hope. No one is too special, nor too similar, Everyone is unique, With just enough unlikeness within. I chose life, and held it by the hand, I embraced my present, happily, I accepted …
