• Dromen eiland

    Dromen eiland

  • Sunlit market

    Sunlit market stirs,
    Spices dance on village air,
    Laughter blends with light.

  • 01:23

    Repeating numbers, mirrored grace, Eleven-eleven, a mirrored face.

    Is it a warning, a whispered plea? Or just a trick of memory?

    01:11 01:11 01:11 0:11 0:11 0:11 0:11 0:11

    We seek the message, the hidden thread, In mirrored digits, what is said?

    A glimpse of future, a life defined?

    Or just the patterns of the human mind?

  • Carpe Noctem

    In midnight’s hush, when shadows hold their sway, The world sleeps soundly, while my thoughts give way To realms of wisdom, bathed in silvered light, A carpe noctem, fueled by intellect’s might.

    The air is crisp, a canvas dark and deep, Where constellations in their courses sweep. A single cigarette, a ember’s gentle glow, Companionship in this nocturnal flow.

    So let the hours tick by, unseen, unheard, While knowledge blossoms, every precious word.