Don’t Isolate Me In Your Obstinate Silence
As Is Done With A Hidden Remembrance
Left In A Forgotten Corner Of The Memory.
Don’t Make Of Me The Ghost Of Your
Betrayed Dreams-Â…a Dark Angle In Which
To Conceal The Reality Of Your Being.
You Are Designated To Find Me Again
In You ,When Hesitating-Â… You Will Take
The Painful Road Of Loneliness.
I Was The Dawn And The Sunset For You,
Your Light And Your Shade-Â…your World.
And Now Lost In The Labyrinth Of Anguishes
I Live Of The Void That Remains Of Me.
Concede Me A Name Or A Face, Give Me
At Least A Shoulder, On Which You-‘ll Be Able
To Support Your Mute Words -Â…some Day.