#poems

My mathematics is simple: one plus one = one. ↗

From one bell all the bells toll. ↗

Long ago we conquered our passions looking at ourselves in the mirror of eternity. ↗

I enjoy it when the world smiles; the more smiles, the warmer I am. ↗

To write good poems is the secret of brevity. ↗

Through everything I have passed but nowhere I have been. ↗

Mathematics doesn’t care about those beyond the numbers. ↗

And this that you call solitude is in fact a big crowd. ↗

With me: one minus one = one; with you: it’s zero. Here lies the only difference. ↗

And what will you do now? You'll collect loves Like stamps. You've got doubles and no one Will trade you and you have the damaged ones. ↗