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Monthly Archives: November 2017
Missing you crazy
On the river bank I sit where we often sat I look at the memory Of our reflection On the water’s face The river flows Like the days But Our love is stubbornly static Do you remember us On our … Continue reading
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Words seller
A table A chair Few pens And papers He waits For the old mother Wanting a letter To a long gone son He waits For the shepherd Wanting a petition Not to turn the free fields to farms A destruction … Continue reading
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Mad lips red
Mad Red Lips Red Mad Mad Lips are Red My blood Colours Your lips Why Do you like To bite I told you Not to Kiss with your teeth Do you Enjoy It’s taste Or the image of Pain On … Continue reading
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Hopeful bird not yet flying
I am singing again My wings are still broken My heart is still shivering Like a wet robin in November Not winter yet but the summer is long gone The harsh screams of autumn’s wind In the face of frozen … Continue reading
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Perfect week
Perfect week That’s the week I met you Perfect week That’s the week You smiled at me Perfect week That’s the week We kissed First time of many Perfect week That’s the week You told me You loved me Perfect … Continue reading
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Blink … blank
It is over The operation I mean They cut through the eye They scratched the retina They did what they had to do No excuses Just facts And now I have to blink You have to blink We need the … Continue reading
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You, me, mountain
Since you left I stopped Every thing except Breathing All I remember is Us by the lake In The mountains I still wonder What happened To us You left I am speechless Tied into inaction Forgot How to write a … Continue reading
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Creature of …
A drawing found On abandoned page Of … A creature emerged From looking at the drawing Of … No one can describe it No one can tell what It may be A creature found On abandoned thought An image that … Continue reading
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Caffeine
In need In a desperate need For few life saving grams Of caffeine In coffee In chocolate A mix of heaven In a morning That refuses to start For brain that went numb For a stomach that calls For its … Continue reading
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Face on the sand
I used to walk this beach Since I remember walking I used to paint the sand with Faces since I can hold my Grandpa’s cane. But all seems like a long gone memory I used to run on this beach … Continue reading
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