A NEW DESIRE

 A NEW DESIRE
As a seagull,
My spirit flies,
Throughout the sky,
To your honey eyes,
To the rainbow of your soul,
To the autumn of your body.
I wish to see you again,
In the middle of the night,
To see the light,
Of your pretty sweetie heart,
To be happy and gain
The paradise, today,
Before the sunrise.
How can I get to be
The moon of your dusk?
What I ought to do
To be the Emperor of your kingdom?

TRAIN TO THE DEATH

TRAIN TO THE DEATH

The last night of October, at half past eleven p.m., I was in the platform waiting for the express to go to Scotland. It was a cold and cloudy night; the rain had begun to fall when the train came into the railway station.

I got into the carriage, which seemed to have lavender perfume, and also it was decorated with pumpkins, potatoes and turnips cause it was Samhain night.

When the train began to run by the rails, suddenly, the spirits woke up of their thombes and blew the candles out, leaving me alone, only with the darkness of the carriage where I was.

The Death, whilst I was frightened, opened the door and showed me the paradise whereas my soul got out of my body and began to fly by the sky, dancing with the birds, the angels, the stars, the moon, the sun and the planets.

My parents, the following day, asked themselves how I had vanished. However, they also felt I was good, in the place where I am now.