My old heart beats in silence 
November 8, 2025
(translation of a poem written in French using the Shadorma form. See original here or here)

I died
on a day of white snow
My entrails
ring death
Before, I was still strong
I held the siege

The blue skies
announce my procession
old ruins
of a confession
A moonlight that shortens me
denies my vertigo

Just yesterday
I was braiding lilacs
night flowers
fleeing a body
exhausted by the frolics
lies of boredom

Day of madness
rises in a gray sky
the birds
fall with cries
My old heart beats in silence
covered in faded finery

Reading of the poem:

The Last Goodbye – Deep Emotional Cinematic Mix DJ Artemida Emotions