Repentance

A phantom on the sky
Was looking down to earth
Then, he decided to descend to a solitary place.
There on the graveyard lie his bones
Now as if they were made of coral
Fragile as the feelings he had in life
His tomb covered by ivies, weeds and forgetfulness.
He lies there after fighting against another man.
It was a duel.
The high prize was a lady, who is, by now,
lying in a warm bed
next to the winner.
“Who cares about you now?”, thought the spirit to himself.
All he did was in vain;
All he knew
He was lying dead
Under the cold stone of that cemetery.

Crusader

The huge cold walls of the fortress
Shadowed the plain.
Inside it, hundreds of servants
Awaited for the master to be released
Hoping that he can return blessed.
In the highest tower, a soldier shouted:
There comes our master, holding legs, arms and blood.
There comes our lord, holding honour, bravery and odour.
Open the gates let him and his fine charger get in
And be prepared to take care of him
If needed.
The main entrance opened
at the steady gallop of the white steed.
The man was lying almost dead at the back of the horse.
Everyone ran to help that porcelain doll sleeping on that animal.
A sword was on his stomach,
a river of blood still flowed through his veins.
The lord opened his eyes and said
“Saladin is about to erase this castle
including your soul and faith”.

The things I like and I lack

Hard coloured in red as if it were blood
Spilt on it on purpose.
A glowing gold cross,
yellow pages, black words,
all written in Latin
and many pictures were the most devastating
features of the imponderable feeling that invaded me
when I first glanced at it.
Some of the carvings were in colours,
many others black and white.
The scent of centuries,
the soft grey dust on the back of the book
all this features summoned a great religious relic book.
Found in an inhospitable place
By someone I really appreciate.
I hope this person can make the best of it.
Now, I address you, my friend, study it and then tell me.
I know you don’t believe in this.
But, at least, try it to find out something
beyond a doctrine.
Do it as a scientist might have done it by researching.
Try once in a while to leave for this time
those books you really love.
I know you can surprise me with something more.

The things I like and I lack

Hard coloured in red as if it were blood
Spilt on it on purpose.
A glowing gold cross,
yellow pages, black words,
all written in Latin
and many pictures were the most devastating
features of the imponderable feeling that invaded me
when I first glanced at it.
Some of the carvings were in colours,
many others black and white.
The scent of centuries,
the soft grey dust on the back of the book
all this features summoned a great religious relic book.
Found in an inhospitable place
By someone I really appreciate.
I hope this person can make the best of it.
Now, I address you, my friend, study it and then tell me.
I know you don’t believe in this.
But, at least, try it to find out something
beyond a doctrine.
Do it as a scientist might have done it by researching.
Try once in a while to leave for this time
those books you really love.
I know you can surprise me with something more.

HEAVEN AFTER HELL

SOME TIMES ALONE
SOMETIMES ISOLATED
MY LIFE IS COMPLETLY WASTED.
NO MATTER HOW MANY BOOKS I'VE READ
NO MATTER HOW MANY CHURCHES I'VE STOLEN
THE INQUISITOR IS SITTING THERE,
WATCHING ME BEING TORTURED IN THE OVEN.
THE ROOM IS DARK. THERE IS NO LIGHT IN IT
MY CAPTORS TAKE TO NOWHERE
TO NOWHERE TO NOWHERE
I DON'T KNOW WHERE I AM GOING
WAIT, I SEE SOMETHING.
SOMETHING SHINING THERE
IN THE DISTANCE, IN MY MIND.
YET, I CAN'T DISTINGUISH IT ENOUGH
I CAN'T, I CAN'T SEE IT CLEARLY
IT'S SHINING
IT'S A LIGHT, IT BRIGHTS
IT SPARKS
IT'S AN ANGEL WHO WELCOME ME
IN THE DOORS OF HEAVEN

SOLITUDE

Elizabeth was sitting on a bnch in the park near Solitude lake. She was there alone looking at the few pedestrians passing by. the way they dresses has always caught their attention. They were dressed on bright but ridiculous colours: yellow red, green blue and orange; bright orange. it seemed as i the colours accompanied their gestures and movements. they were funny faces to look at. they were always smiling as if they were forced to do it. Suddenly, she saw a dog at a considerable distance from where she was sitting. It was a black dog. The animal was standing there looking at her. Then, the dog was coming towaards her slowly then more rapidly. Finally, the black dog ran towards her. It stopped in front of her and stayed there staring at her for a while.

then, the dog was not longer a dog, but an elephant which uttered the following words: "What are you looking at, Elizabeth?"

-"I'm watching how people act, move around and talk", said the girl.

The elephant said "Do you enjoy looking at people?"

-"Yes, of course. I like to see how the world moves on".

The elephant, as if he knew her since ages patiently said "Girl, you see the world YOU want to see, not the world you should take part of".

the girl almost angrier and about to brek in tears said "I love MY world. and what's that of being part of something I don't belong to?"

The elephant said: " Do as you wish but do not come later to see me and bother me with your pain".

"I have no pains", said the girl proud of her attitude. Many yellow leaves waved through the air because of the autumn breeze. she winked a bit. The elephant was not there anymore. it vanished away.

It was almost noon and elizabeth continued to be sitting in that bench in the park near solitude lake.