Themes reimagined


Just as notes on a note sheet

Or colors on a canvas,

Just as words shot in the air

Or a scene in a movie,

Thousand eyes see not one blue,

Thousand ears hear not one note,

Thousand mouths say not one word,

Thousand films play not one life;

Change the lighting of the street

And wrinkle becomes crevasse,

The child most sweetest and fair

Turns frank and further groovy,

What you feel is but a glue

Stitching the strange ship afloat,

For, when all the lines are blurred,

Your own face may become rife…



When colors on the canvas

And when notes on the note sheet

Spell the words “porque te vas?”

It is ever bitter-sweet…

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