An allegory to a dreamer whose view of the world became skewed. A dreamer in search for a childlike faith that happiness is possible despite the pain that once was.
By Andréas Deolinda Can I write a poem about you? Lay down every feeling every emotion, every heart-stopping grip you have on me; and transform them into words. Every word matching every sensation. Will it ease the process? You’re like a breath of fresh air – yet somehow you suffocate me and I lose senseContinue reading “An ode to love”
By Andréas RB Deolinda Stone walls don’t talk. But if they could what would they say? Sacred engravings carved in rough stones laced in patterns. What lies beyond, no one can fathom what phantom lies behind those walls. Or is my heart too wicked to allude a perhaps better reality. Yet somehow, those walls standContinue reading “Silent screams”