I’ll be no memory

I’ll be just a wish from a whisper.
Nothing to be told, nothing to save.
I’ll be the picture in the forgotten box.
I’ll be free, don’t you know?
No boundaries anymore,
no heart to break every now and then.
Maybe I’ll be the song in someone’s lips, to be heard.
I’d love to be a story people would read,
but I certainly know I’ll be never known.
Is there someone to be known in the end?
I can write myself in endless words,
Who will save my memories,
my most precious hopes?
So, I’m being, this easy, I am.
If I could be a dream one day,
let me please be the muse
for someone to lead.

The core is safe

painting by T. C. Chiu

Memories are in the box,
thrown in the shadows.
I don’t want them,
I don’t need them.

I’m looking forward
to find me again.
I just need the bridge
a wooden one.

This island of myself
nobody knows.
It’s hard to play cheerful
as I am, but not really.

I love emotions,
fire and wind,
the boredom is a fog
covering my leaves.

I try to protect
what I keep inside,
not letting my life
to drawn my feelings.

So, I keep on going,
day by day,
smiling and mumbling
never the core to be shown.

A man’s story

Little by little

his steps go further

snowflakes are falling

angels are coughing.

Little by little

his eyes are catching

a cat on the roof

a dog barking loud.

Little by little

my sweetie pie

you are going this far

for a chocolate bar?

In the blink of an eye

you got bigger

looking for fishing

in this human ocean.

Every man was a child

every child a baby

don’t forget your bones

from where you belong.

Every woman knows her story

bending the truth is no glory

as she tries a place to stay

has to fight a battle unfair.

So, little by little

your steps go on

never forget

where you come from.

It takes a woman to make a man

don’t you ever forget,

but you really should seek

for a better woman to meet.

Freddy Mercury memory

Live Wembley 1992 George Michael tribute to Freddy Mercury and Queens

Somebody to Love

You’ve found the world Freddy!

We all love you and make the memory of you a real thing.

I’m sure you heard whisperers from Heaven, that’s how you wrote this music.

Now you’re there, and I’m pretty sure you’re making such a big show for everybody!

It’s like time has never passed. Love you.