DROPS OF RAIN

He came and took my hands
His tears was flowing like rain
So sad he said "dear friend

.....she did the hell with me"

All i could say was that:

"Don't worry about this
and dry out all your tears,
the time is the best medicine!"

But he kept crying on my hands
He just didn't understand
What i was trying to make him see
Then finaly i told him
This process won't be easy
Forget will spend a time
And forgive.. maybe more than this..
And he turned to me upset
Asking if i ever had
Some sadness just like him
I told him "of course dear
who knows that more than me
what means to die in pain?
and all you have to do

is to forgive and forget"

But he so inoccent
Turned to me looking like a kid
Under a havy rain
"Don't lie to me my friend
that i can even see
while you were talking to me
in your eyes, the hot drops of rain!"

WELCOME!

Hi, I'm Josi Fernandes, a writer and plastic artist... Well i could say that it's a pleasure to receive you in my living room but actually i don't even know who you are or what you mean with these suspicious eyes, reading these lines with brow closed. Sincerely i never open up my doors and windows to any person who appears and knocks saying: ''hi may i come in?''... well in this case i just say ''why should i let you become part of my world?'' And, if you don't give me a good reason you are welcome to go ahead and follow you own way. Actually i'm not the most sweet writer of the world and you will surely see that by yourself  day by day but frankly speaking i really don't care about what you think about me. If you hate or if you love me doesn't matter once i'm a queen in my wonderful dark world of literature and art! At last... oh i almost forgot it... you are really welcome to sit down and take a cup of tea with me, anise tea is my favorite.. but if you don't apreciate that, it's not my problem!

Sweet kisses