by Danny Ballan | Dec 15, 2015 | Poetry
Coffee, smoke and bytes—you see me every day, you sayon a screen where I looknicer and larger than life,but I cannot decipheryour digital love for me;I cannot feel the warmthof your touch and the senseof your scent is lost to me—I feel lonely in all this rushof...
by Danny Ballan | Dec 14, 2015 | Archive
The first time I heard that we are just numbers to the corporate body, which represents 99 percent of everything out there in the world today, I was shocked for I thought I had it all figured out already, but there seemed to be something new to learn every day.The...
by Danny Ballan | Dec 2, 2015 | Poetry
All gathered around the victim,helpless raising its headin vain tryingto catch a sight of one last savior—the eyes blackened by fireseverywhere raging inside its heart;it was not the dream of not dyingit did not occur, not to be a foolish dreamer,but the wish to die...
by Danny Ballan | Nov 30, 2015 | Poetry
Elaine (The Lily Maid of Astolat)Keep rowing nowhere;Without her, there’s no journeyThat leads to nowhere. Head of a NymphHalf-faced innocent-Draws poison from a wound-Cut by hidden side. Love in a MistI can see you love,Or you don’t, yet althoughYou do not, I do. No...
by Danny Ballan | Nov 27, 2015 | Poetry
There on your warm lap, I vanishedSurrendered all my powers to you.And not like they thought, I knew-That all of you around just feigned.My head on your lap for one moment;It was everything I had always sought.And damn it, I knew that I thoughtmy doom was so...
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