"We never believe anything we don't want to, we see what we want to see."
"Don't mistake my passion for anger."
"Shoes are prisons for the feet."
The 4 Hundred and 20 Assassins of Emir Abdullah-Harazins
I am torn into pieces and
stitched with threads of hope.
If we would compete in goodness as we do in Mischief
Today the Angels would serve us in Diamond goblets on Crystalline tray
We lack terrestrial vocabulary for the Celestial quest
I do consider my engaged poetry as a personal mission, a duty towards a society which evolves into a system of control of consciences: one even becomes a suspect for not thinking correctly !
Letteratour (29 November 2004)
If ever my hand will raise to your face, it would be just to wipe your tears.
“I wonder how they found their soulmates
From among a crowd so big
In a world so wide”
"All joys amount to empty valves, It’s like you enjoyed too much,And in the end you’re left with nothing."