Homeless

-Written on 10/20 @ 4.20 a.m.:
Never forget where you came from
Someday you might wanna go back
Check once again how things once were
Talk once again to the belongings of your past
This may sound old and silly at first sight
But your second thoughts will eventually be the bests
As you go further on living and laughing
As you get sick of tryin' and crying
Peace will show up in the places you knew
Like a great old friend waiting to hear from you
Please don't let them down.Yeah I'm counting on it
There is no such thing like home. Being.
It may be everywhere, it may only here
No point to be made now, no answers to be found
All I really want is for you to know
No matter how far you get, how high you go
Your home will be only one, or ten, or two
See I told you what not to look for
Just remember to stop by the pages of your heart
G.

Poetry

Poem written in 12/13/2007 @ 3.15 am

That's when I try
to get words together
in a simple and misterious way
so they can last forever
(at least in my memory)
making me think of what I thought I knew
Maybe these words can go further
and actually mean something for others
this would be such great joy
meaning I actually was here
I really felt something
That's when I look for a good word
to put an end on things
I'm not sure I can finish.

G.