I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library- Jorge Borges

Friday, 10 September 2010


In the silence of unspoken words,
Do your thoughts get louder?

When you’re alone,
Do you want to silence the silent?

When you’re thinking,
Do you do it without thought?

When you write,
Do you think of the trees
By writing on the walls?

Call it a wall of thought.

When you have a mental block,
Do you call it a thought full of

No escape,
No thoughts,
Just walls.


  1. Wonderful! A pleasure to be reading your poems again.

  2. Hello! I like what you do, everything..!! I want to see more of your art..!! Nice!!
    You are so good with pen and paper..!!

    Warm hugs from Sweden in cold weather and snow..
    Boel och Roger