I studied humanistic studies but paradoxicaly I work now as a software tester.I enjoy evading the strict and disciplined world of informatics into the free and limitless world of expression through poetry.I am not sure when I began to write, it must have been a year ago, but I remember that one day, coming tired from work(office home) , poetry just burst from me like the music that comes from a radio that apparently was turned off.Form that point on I started writing, whenever I got the chance and inspiration.Firt of all it is a spiritual therapy and a way for me to paint this grey world in colors, but also to understand it, to question things and to emphasize what bothers me in this society of ours.
Well, that's it.For now.
Uu aa aa a aa! Oh no its another meeting on the way..
The chief urangutanus is screaming away…
The day has just started, its monkey business all the way
Counting bananas, makes one…. go bananas
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There in the biosphere things we know start desapeare
Wonder is instead in place, slowly beauty reapeares.
Once so near now at distance,
Ugly parts start desapeare.
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Modern times. So sweet and so vulgar.
So caught in the present, yet always to be.
Might think it’s a present and always will be!
For these times and age just bring misery.
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Beautiful! That’s all I can say.
Everything’s at peace,
Calmness in the atmosphere streams at ease.
Birds are singing pleasant, filling silence and the void.
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It’s out, and it’s hot.
The new generation of puppets to be.
Pledging allegiance to a life of mirage.
No direction, no intervention and no clarity.
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