I live in the utopia of my dreams everything is relative nothing is complete, all this conspiracy of life is the biggest lie of the universe because we are destined to die in the imperfection of right where everything is routine. Each of us happy or unhappy we find peace in sleep, the nightmares we find on waking



I wonder how to find peace without war, I would be happy in the smile of humility, see the beauty in my face without feeling narcissism, I smell love in the natural perfume of the flowers and taste with my lips sincere affection out from the depths of your soul and someday achieve dream with open eyes without having to mourn to face my fears.

Run your hand taken from inhaling the sweet taste of freedom.

By: Cesh Mntilla