read poetry – Page 18 – WILDsound Festival

The Death Of Life, Poetry by Andres Herrera

i know cpr,

i know mouth to mouth.

but the only thing in need of being saved,

is your cold dead heart.

Pieces Of You, Poetry by Hansteven Selfa

I find pieces of you in distorted cosmic dusts
In falling stars, I see your name so bright
You are the street signs, whenever I am lost
When you’re here, everything feels so right.