I never visualized the colours of a devil-eyes
They can be blue; they can be black also.
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A Devil-Eyes
I never visualized the colours of a devil-eyes
They can be blue; they can be black also.
In every night, a man leaves a knife at his
Neighbor's house, submerged since his birth
A spring spreads his wings in the middle of their sleeps
A white cat climbs their wall; looks back and forth.
She rubs her legs - leaves
The man finds his neighbor's shadow, leaves all his
Sun-kissed days inside this.
Isn't an envy enough to destroy his own sunshine..?
What does the cat want to portrait?
Why doesn't the spring turn his days to a happy land?
I want to arrive to that place
With a gentle smile on my face.
Though I know, though I know
I am not enough to merge their holy days...