lotus

make place
for the turmoil of my pace
let me die with grace
make me living

© Dominik Alexander / 2024

Sbohem, Děčín

the weekend went
and won’t come back
I’ve crossed borders
but no-one knew

© Dominik Alexander / 2024

Sonnet #61: Heroes

In our dreams the mighty fall for fame
Collecting garbage on the path to freedom
Whoever calls them heroes grows insane
If he would know, it wasn’t God who freed them

© Dominik Alexander / 2024

visionary : : speechless

dreaming of a world of hate
in which i can be
a spark of miracles
spreading colours everywhere

© Dominik Alexander / 2024

Yell At Me But Be Alive

There is a forest
There is a girl
There is the night
There is darkness

© Dominik Alexander / 2024

Sonnet #60: Chance

Das unbekannte Land ist jedem Menschen
Der es betritt die furchterregend Weite
He needs curiosity and not to mention
Viel Toleranz und Wissen in der Breite

© Dominik Alexander / 2024

4 3

i’ve had a day 4 3
going into nature
chilling under a 3

© Dominik Alexander / 2024

scribo ergo sum

I write, therefore I am
But only if I can
If I’m too sick
My head feels like a brick

© Dominik Alexander / 2024