DOMI' Writing

White as charcoal, Black as snow. Heavy as bluesmoke, Light as uranium. These are what I am going to be. I saw my self reflected in a grain of ..

Automatic writing

Automatic writing

Who am I? I have no face. I have no shapes. I have no voice. You can’t see me. You can’t catch me. You can’t shut me up. ..

They want me back They want me back, They want me back home. I don’t want to go, I really don’t want to go. Those voices again, ..

Compartment 114
Compartment 114

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The course of life in the sea paranoia Wonderful and tragic the course of life. Caged in a circle, prisoner of time. There is a way to e..

No echoes in our Valley We met, But I didn’t think it could have ever been, But it happened, to us, like that. No words, Just gestures,..

Little song for Madeline Taken away by someone unknown. When you will be back nobody knows. You are just a young English rose. Life is nothing..

Please, don’t go. Stay there. Don’t leave. I want to tell you something about you. So please, don’t go. Stay there. Don&..

A poem about war, a poem about life, a poem about death.