Aryan K. Llalla, 27 january 2013
I love this airport
it takes you
and it brings you back
and me by the gates
seeing you coming
and going
sending you
into the skies.
maybe one day
you will not come
or I will die by the gate
Aryan K. Llalla, 27 january 2013
lost poems
like girls
that you never
saw for a second time
lost,hidden
like records of kids
that were adopted
. lost poems
my lost mind.
Aryan K. Llalla, 27 january 2013
This bird
This free bird
Gone die so young
From his freedom
Without finding out
That cages some time
Are lifesavers
But who knows
Maybe death is
Better than life behind bars
And this bird so young
Better enjoys his freedom
Until it last .
Aryan K. Llalla, 27 january 2013
Love is in the air
Wet,wet,wet
Under the rain
Dry,dry ,dry
Under the sun
Love is in the air
But lovers
Don't know each other .
Aryan K. Llalla, 27 december 2012
Love me later
darling
love me
later on
when your body is old
and your beauty
is gone
love me
in the end
when really
doesn't matter
just to understand
that I love
much better.
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