I want to be a watermelon
and roll...

Freedom is like writing sonnets
without having restrains...

Having faith does not mean to not question or to...
Having faith is questioning and doubting but still...

On a fence made of iron a man hung his boot
he was tall with a beard that had grown to his...

When flowers bloom, I'll see you soon.
I'll be a bug in a cocoon...

You how the clock ticks?
well, it ticks...

I supposed that I'm nothing more than just a rose
some flower growing up a few thorns...

My sadness is just like water
it evaporates but then it condensates...

Today, I'll write a sonnet. Yes, today.
And so, I'm here with hands on keyboard, and...

With lips that kiss my lips till I'm left with
With nothing but a crave to be just with...

A lamp on a room,
with a switch, turns the lights on...

When writing a poem, I was told:
"Do not repeat the same words.&quot...