My new passion is writing, somehow art has no limits…
Lately I started writing poetry in Icelandic. I have started writing novels several times but now I have focused on one of them and plan to finish that story.
My first stage play is ready! The name of it is Trauma or Áfall in Icelandic.
I was broken and laid down on the table
I thought you would fix me
I let you open me, tear me apart
You stole my heart
My nerves trembled
Next it was my sanity
You never finest the operation
Leaving me on the table, venerable and scared
I looked elsewhere when everything was gone
You still held my heart
One day it dawn on me
You didn’t care
I planted a new seed that I watered
A new heart sprung up
A beautiful heart that wasn't broken
A heart I will keep
My heart
The Heart
Stand Tall is a poem in english with old Icelandic rules.
