Our life is not pain
Sometimes our memories become pain...
Friend or foe?
How you took pleasure with us being together those...
Twirling in the Wind
In another nebula...
The first signs of Hell appeared when I opened my...
I was confronted by soldiers who called my wife a...
I'm not even asleep
the world is a battleground...
The artist in me claws its way out in times of...
In times of pain & despair...
When childhood comes back again
Through the window of your fast life train...
An old poem, written in 2014 I believe. One of my...
*** poem might be edited in the meantime...
Dear
if you want fame...
Over a peaceful
ploughed field...
Silent face,
Silent eyes...
There were times I thought I needed less aid
but so much can happen in a decade...