Ballads of An Absurdist.

This is a handful
Of selected poems and ballads.

Some were composed with
Companions,
Some were written down
In moments of solitude.

Some with ardent desires,
Some with twists and turns,
Careful to look through
The computerized leaflets,
Because a poem cures the soul,
It enables the mind,
It helps to get rid of gloom
And the devil that lays behind
Our skins and the dark side
Of the sun.

Some have been laid down
With threads of paper and
Splashes of ink
On sheets well spread.
If you have come across
Then wait, read and tell me
If I need to change or maybe burn.

With regards,
Nemo Nobody.