Hamlet soliloquy

Modern adaptation ) 

To be, or to be not

Was the question

Whether it was noble, to suffer at all

Or easier to kill yourself one may wonder

To die and to sleep or even to dream !

Ay,

We do not know, 

If

Dreams will come 

When mortal flesh is gone

Alas, 

There must be dream for then why waiting  

In hands of time prolonging 

The imminence of such an outcome ! 

Sweet death- the country veiled 

Without road to return 

It is all yours 

Alas, keep waiting 

Because,  

Waiting is better then jumping to conclusions 

bloop sound

Inadequate uttering

communicative electron

electrecal bloop

who r u

upon r h

here ?

m m m

abstraction in a form

Pronoun from some noun 

Proactive product of protrusion 

Forward moving what

U u u t t t 

Do you even have a name ? 

Name yourself ! State yourself ! Introduce yourself !

 I demand that you must be known ! 

Such is the nature of Me 

Me me me and me 

In My kingdom of PROnouns !

Broken poet says 

What do I communicate –

if a word so unstable

What do I communicate –
when in need of a friend 
What do I communicate –
when all philosophies are fables
What to do if –
we humans are so very mean
What do I communicate –
when friendships seem conditional
What do I say –
when pain constrains time
What do I place on the table –
full of conditions, words and passing  stories
What do I communicate ?
– Nothing …..but colour. I will communicate silence ! 
And so he found poetry in colours. 

Hours 

Light breeze has been travelling through the vast walls into the building. It has been carrying lazy flamengo tune. In the street a couple was slowily walking across the garden. He was taller then her about an inch. They walked and talked at the same time.

– do you know what I dreamt of this night ?

– of course not, tell me ..

– there was a blue see and a ship, somehow I was on it alone. I woke up and wondered along the cabin when I saw a bird knocking against the window to my right. When I opened it it flew right towards me, sat on my shoulder and started to speak..

– and ?

– and it said to me something what I could not understand. …Do you know what it means ?

– very interesting dream,- she said – may be we will understand it one day…

They smiled and walked around the corner of a  brick wall in the end of the garden. The sun was playing with the green grass and the clouds were smiling.