The homeless man
Evicted from his house
In a dark and cold night
He walked down the deserted alley
A bright light slowly showed the way
The path of hope that was crossed by shadows
Is this really the right path?
The wind whispered
The dead leaves were creaking
An owl hooted
What was the hidden message?
His stomach was growling
His body wa...
Saturday 28th November 2020 2:04 pm
The cold war
The life is meaningless.
Lost during the cold war.
The weather is cold.
The road is long.
The life is short.
Can i really reach my destiny?
The mountains were shaking.
Is it the devil or the angel ?
Were my eyes blinded with the obsession of Victory ?
Was it really the End.
Why ? And who ? Were the questions.
Was i falling in a endless pit?
The crows were c...
Friday 27th November 2020 1:20 pm
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