When you tell me that the whole world
lives for finding love
like the angels trying to find their
wings within a vaguely defined space,
populated by vagrants,
artists, and famous photographers
with frozen expressions
and hollowed eyes
travelling aloof, without strenght
always in search
of something precious...
And how funny are they,
those eternally agitated passengers
of a world either too common or too strange!
Very wise, amazing and artistic poem shared here. Interesting definitely.10