I invent stories, sometimes they need to be written.
Carpe Diem Tempus Fugit.
Empty chairs at the table, voices from the street that never call here, cold clocks mark a time already been and without
By ema27 days ago in Poets
The wave, unaware of the broken oar pushes hard on mismatched wood, it supports and crashes, from cradle to death, a grip on the chest
By emaabout a month ago in Poets
Encounter of two types of different species Cosmonauts like no others with helmets to hide their faces Leaving behind old thoughts and unintelligible languages
Entering a new era to an unknown orbit Counting old wounds on my portrait Leaving places and their weight behind Instructions for my soul without being kind
Eyes like a mirror of liquid fire Collide with a wall of beliefs Labeled as an extinct cold star, Ice melts in a long moment
The other night I was reading at the bus stop. The book was a gift from a friend of mine who knew how much I love to read and also knew that I was bored on the way home from work on public transportation.
By ema2 months ago in Fiction
You asked me to stay, but I don't care about you anymore cause you burned our pages, you mistook diamonds for fake crystals,
By ema2 months ago in Poets
Who's afraid of harsh and dark winter nights? None of us with cold cheeks waiting for treats, your home is full of flavor and warm lights,
Wind and sand in my hair the face reddened by the sun I don't want to get out of the water as long as you call me let's go get ice cream!
You, who gave birth to me with love and pain you nourished me with body and soul, from my little steps, you have been there
By ema2 months ago in Viva
The sand was still warm under my feet. The kids were playing in the sand while my wife packed the beach towels in the bag.
By ema3 months ago in Fiction
Jitka was a sea creature. Their species has never come into contact with humans, thanks to the inability of humans to see their bodies underwater due to a strange phenomenon.