Drought

11. May 2018.
The Writer

Sky-high desert around me


Drawing along the spreading pain within
Walking between the dry fields of my soul
Tiny seed searching to be.
Silence.
Quietly waiting for the crack of your seed
To be nourished by my tears
And sheltered in the shade of my heart.

I share my thoughts, you share your opinion.

Be part of something new

Have an inside look at the private thoughts of a business man, music producer, writer, and philantropist. Sign up for my monthly newsletter.

Like what you’re reading? Find out more on Social Media

My Blog - spontaneous, astounding, sincere

Where Are You Going?

25. november 2019.
The Writer, The Philantropist

I often hear that the youth of this generation has an enormous potential. 

Why Is Everything More Important?

20. november 2019.
The Writer, The Philantropist

Most people have the priviledge to appreciate the proximity of their parents.

About the World of Words

19. november 2019.
The Writer

Dezső Kosztolányi had collected the list of the subjectively most beautiful words for the first time.

Now I Am 65...

11. november 2019.
The Writer

This morning, before I went cycling I was thinking about all the things that I face.

Felfoldi
Quickmilk
Classic Kitchen
Felfoldi Music