Non Born Songs

Few notes Empty frame on the wall Right there was the web Which the spider wove alone When the night had fall On a happy day I cried with joy On a sad day I laughed at my own situation There were few notes insi[ght]de my pocket N´ few notes on newspaper Speaking about me In the cheap perfume Few sweet notes N´ in the poetry There was a lack of musical notes In my mind Nothing else than ideas That is worth a few notes Copyright © 2023 Isiely Ayres [All rights reserved]  

Given that It doesn´t matter what I have to say I became nihilist N´ I think that´s the best Coz´ words sounds so paradoxid Metrics get lost N´ I poetize in the first person Without rhyme anything N´ without losing anything It doesn´t matter how much you love The others, the one Your father, your mother I love in silence n´ in the first person Coz´ I enjoy this sound The silence´s sound The sound of nothing to say I´ll prefer to wish nowhere than nothing to wish It doesn´t matter the life I live I live it in the first person I got the wrong way on the road Against routines, rules Schemes n´ rhymes I live across the sound of words I live across the lost poetry Foreign, confused, no sense No perception No taste But wow Wow how I love Wow how I live Wow how nothing else matters Close the door, close it N´ leave me alone, leave me Coz´ it´s the all freedom The ´Academy´ can give me I would like to divide But I´m not good at maths I would like to shout loud But I smoked too much N´ it´s mis