PHORMOL DOLL

Phormol Doll

When I looked into her eyes

I realized that she always cries

When she is alone in the dark

She suffers deeply in her despair

Nobody hears her strong call

The wind sweeping her hair

It destroyed the effect

Showing her real aspect

Oh No! She thought to herself

Just trying to contain the wind

With its signals of death

Closing her lips like a shell

Keeping deeply her secrets

In her non given dead kisses

She has gone with the wind

Towards the clouds passing by

Violet skies and green grass

Looking deeply in her eyes

I would find the blue sky

Recorded deeply in my mind

In a distant silent afternoon

I saw her shadow go away

I could not hear her call

I could not stop her fall

Oh dear girl, I’m so sad

I feel terribly bad, so bad

If sometime I still time had

I would try to make you happy

Perhaps, I would let you know

What love could give you?

What good life can be?

Oh dear, if I ever tried to show

That you shine everywhere you go

Never mind, dead or alive

I know somehow you are so tired

Of shaking your lonely soul

In the desert streets of the pain

Feeling the drops of the rain

Falling down your faces

Thin, without color so pale

I remember you had a dream

To be beautiful cast in creams

To be blonde with soft skin

She has gone with the wind

She is not only one

Like her I can see a team

Shaking their souls by the corners

Dancing with their ghosts

Sadness, I can hear her call

Poor girl in her sad fall

Laying in the floor

There she rests the phormol doll