The Bed

Your bed knows you more than anything else in this world, maybe even more than you know yourself. It shared with you all those happy moments, the sleepless nights, those beautiful pillow talks, the tears, the cries and agony, the memories, the plans and hopes that ran through your mind before going to sleep…it deserves to be a sacred object! Symbol on top left represents crossed fingers, a symbol for lies. Poem of my writing that translates to:” In the fabric of a pillow weighted by the mixture of tears, laughs and bleedings from wounds that don’t seem to heal…it’s where the dreams and hopes are tangled with the fears and the darkness of the never ending nights…sighs and laughs mixed with the moans and the sweetest words…until…The fake words were refuted by the actions’ truth.