Friday, August 26, 2011


And the mind is blocked

the emotions are choked

i am lost, lost where

in the senseless questions

and insensible answers

i have nothing to give

nor i am capable to receive

am a cloud without destiny

a wind without destination

reason has the answer

but wisdom has no meaning

the self is in crisis

the beingness in vain

the spark of hope

is the fire of death