Praxis

You still count on those shades of mine -
While they open up like colourful purses,
You keep writing and depicting our shrines -
Personal and universal.

What do I behold in this hall of fame?
When our time is divided by tragic
Souls, our solitude contains
A significant component of magic.

No. my mind is not too passive yet,
It only pretends to shrink at your weird behaviour,
However at night I study the alphabet
Of your intense and resilient flavour.

While we fall asleep on different sides of the Earth,
You keep sending your thoughts into every corner,
The beauty of these lines can partially be yours,
So the creation process is never over.


* To rock stars of the past -
Chris Cornell, Kurt Cobain, Dolores O'Riordan


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