#238 Unsteadily clean

A sudden movement,
a little earthquake,
and as the first sun rises,
a new day begins.

A drop – fallen on the ground –
a dog – barking at a bee –
and life as never been
so unsteadily clean.

#176 Summertime

Summer is a season made of sun,
but my feet are still cold.
August could be just like
some misjudged month.

#162 An island

There’s an island kissed by the sun,
with blue sea and colourful flowers.
Fruits are always ripen and
fishes fill the sea:
if the weather is too hot,
a fresh breeze reminds that the sea is near.

This island still survives, struggling everyday
against someone – which is everybody-
who’s trying to suck away all its life.

#146 The unaware

He was walking fast under a summer sun,
too busy with his phone to realize
that half of his life was gone.

#136 The girl 4.3

Summer is a season of sun, hot weather and bright sky.
So why does my heart feel so cold?

#135 The faithful bride

He’s my sun, my hope and future.
I breathe because of him.
If he no more will be here – I know-
It will surely be my end.

#133 The lovers

On a fine day sun is shining,
air is fresh and birds can sing.

On a bad day sun is shining,
air is fresh and birds do sing.

The difference lies between us.

#93 Facing the sun

Facing the sun, after so much rain,
– doesn’t matter if it’s just a thin ray –
opens a curtain of hope.

#88 Rainy days

If rain was falling
she used to close every window,
if sun was shining
she used to close every window.

There was always a reason to lock herself in.

#55 An old man

On a fine day she took care of an old man.
He looked so pitiful that
she washed his clothes and
had him take a shower.

He kept on talking about his glorious past,
and how sun was warmer then.