why not?

this is not a poem about life but a life about poems which doesn't make cents or dollars and often doesn't rhyme and lives upside down in a tree or a cave and feels inspired by darkness and trees and sparkles and dreams and sometimes it wants sometimes not but it always feels so much no matter whether it wants or not and it can't help but live for poems and songs and joy and life and people... PEOPLE! are so beautiful and soft and when you really know one you know there is nothing like it and when souls hold hands it makes everything right

1 comment:

  1. Labas Davidas,
    Your poems encouraged me today. Thanks for being a honest person and sharing your heart like a the sun in all its bright, warm rays.
    Lebai aciu.