brave.

there’s only few things
better than

that song kissing your ears again
the freedom of singing it
out loud
in the middle of the bay
looking in everyone’s eyes
with a damn big smile.

then the bitter taste
of blue wind
hits your face
as the stars draw closer
to your heart than ever.
a strange, but sudden
urge of dreaming the stars
with eyes closed
reminiscing of the moments
that made up that song.
your song.
our song.

and giving up to
the heart, the city, and
yourself.

and taking in a deep breath.
in. out. in. in. breathe out.

look straight.
and keep walking.

just please keep walking.

When someone asked me to write about love

I had no idea.

Love.
Never really knew what it meant.
Never knew if I was ever in love with someone.
Or someone was ever in love with me.

People say it all the time. I said it just because that’s what you do.
It’s probably the most common phrase used in english.

“I love you.”

But I never had the actual feeling.

You know when you can’t fall asleep because reality is better than your dreams.
Or you feel like you’ve found your soul mate and all is good in the world.
Or when she’s right next to you and you fall in love with the way she falls asleep: slowly, and then all at once.

Yep. That one. Never had that.

No idea what it ever meant, or what it was.
Until one day, I realized what the Beatles were singing about in “all you need is love”.
It goes like this:

“Nothing you can make that can’t be made.
No one you can save that can’t be saved.
Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you in time.
It’s easy.
All you need is love.
All you need is love.
All you need is love, love.
Love is all you need.”

It has this really catchy vibe, and of course because it’s the Beatles.
So I was listening to it and then I realized, love isn’t something that enriches your soul, finds you your purpose in life, makes you a better person, and all that bullshit.
It’s really simple.
If you think about it, all we really have is time. There is nothing else that matters in the long run. And only love can make this time count. Nothing else. It can be loving your family, loving your friends, girlfriends, boyfriends, animals, trees, dirt, food, your iPhone, whatever.

In that context, I fall in love every single day with something, or with someone. Love doesn’t have to be restricted to just one person. Or one job.

It’s limitless. It’s freedom.
And people try to cage it with their social and religious norms every single day.
Let love be what it is.

and love.

Stop talking

stop talking.

just show
me your
eyes

and
let me
read.

Splash

gritty way
in dark
alleyways

feet tapping
hands clashing
eyes enticing,
and night
splashing.

the end.

Discover

romance is
man flirting with the
stars and their
glittering sky
when he didn’t
know
about the great depths
of the sea

it was wanting
to discover you,
to reveal the best
of those hidden gems
inside you

when I still
hadn’t found
me.

Sunset

She arrived.

a gusty wind
telling tales
of
far off.

secrets apart
for me,
page
after page.

and I could
not
help but be
mesmerized
in every human way possible.

when she was done
I arose, to set
the sun.

Thank you, Leicester

They said you can’t win anything with this manager.

They said you can’t win against the biggest clubs in the world.

They said you can’t win with non-league players in your team.

That you can’t compete at the highest level with this budget.

That your winning chances are the same as chances of Elvis being alive.

That eventually you’ll falter and return to the bottom.

That it’s just a dream and will never be a reality.

That it’s time to be logical and not be romantic about this.

They said it’s impossible.

Everyone listened to them.

Everyone believed in them.

Except you.

You didn’t care.

You just let the results talk.

You put your head down and worked hard.

You exhibited day in and day out how much you wanted it.

And in the end, you showed the world that fairy tales do exist.

That miracles still happen.

That if you really want something, you don’t have to worry about “them”.

You just have to go and get it.

For a team like you to come and take the giants on with their wealth and experience – not only take on but to beat them – it’s the biggest thing to happen in any sport.

Congratulations Leicester City on winning the league, and thank you. You captured the imagination of the sporting world and beyond with your display of courage and never-give-up attitude.

You have given everyone hope.

The romance is not dead.

the warmth of your whisper is still in my ear

tonight
the clouds are
neither white, nor black
it’s all gray
the lavender moon breathes
quietly.

cigarettes live in the streets of
your mouth
while you dream on
in gray clouds of your smoke.

you’re a beautiful skyscraper
untouched
by the wrecking balls

a butterfly
washed in busted
fire hydrants

a dream
wrapped in pastel
baby blankets

fireflies
plugging their tiny lamps
in and out
of your eyes.

blood pumps like
gasoline
our sweat becomes fire

i crush a star
and sprinkle it in your hair

the warmth of your whisper
is still in my ear.

Uncertain romance

Well they may wear those classic polos,
With faded shorts and fake smiles,
I’m sure the sperrys don’t tell the truth,
Though you may take a while,

And there’s the truth that you can’t see,
They probably would like to throw a punch at me,
Only if you could see them like I do,
There’s a chance that you’ll agree,

You know what’s a funny thing?
Hold on, we’ll tell them tonight,
But your mind is already made up,
Let me ask are you always right?

And it doesn’t take no Sherlock Holmes,
To see a bit different around here,
How hard you make it for yourself?
Agree that there’s no certain romance going on there,

Don’t get me wrong though there’s boys in bands,
And others who’d like to hold your hands,
And just because he’s got a couple of cash,
He thinks its okay to act like an ass,

When you can be the ocean that bleeds into the sky,
You still wanna be the sand I have no idea why,
Maybe your mind is already made up,
Just tell the truth don’t you lie..