Category Archives: Poetry

Behind

Leaving behind historyMemories unrelatedBoxes of collected waste landI travel light intoOblivion. Cornerstones onceCrumbled dust todayForgotten collectiveRemains a crack intoThe soul. Lessons or storiesMythical or realityHistory falls behindNeatly into tidy boxes ofOblivion. Next exit ofThe roundaboutA repeatedHistoryChasing usBehind! November 17, 2021 … Continue reading

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Three lines

Three more lines she saidThen it’s your favorite dinnerI draw butterfly instead. November 13, 2021 ——© 2021 Alain de Sade

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Syllables

Broken words as sheSpeaks , syllables stumble unsteadyOn her lips lost. Long ward and I amWaiting for her arrival likeThe last syllable She spoke in silenceLocking into my eyes memoriesWith a syllable Love. October 23-24, 2021 ———-© 2021 Alain de … Continue reading

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Early

Early hours of the morning andThe ceiling is staring at meDaring me to sleepThe fainting mental drawingOn the ceiling face is dissolvingSlowly and keeps me awakeThe fear of forgetting, ofLetting go and thereIt goes! Early hours of the morning andMy … Continue reading

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Rained today

Rained today tearsOver a washed up body fromThe last attempt to boardThe ship of the living toThe other side land! Rained today andA child came out to playA memory in few yearsBut today it is full of tearsRained today gone. … Continue reading

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Forgot

I keep forgettingI forget to writeI forget to eatI forget thatI forgot andKeep on forgettingThey say it’sOld ageHow old do you have to beTo be oldI forgotHow old was my grandfatherWhen he died!He was oldDefinitely old butFull of youth!A youthful … Continue reading

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Reminder

A note leftUnder a fridge magnetFrom a childAbout her mother’s birthdayReminds meOf anotherNot long agoReminderUnder a fridge magnetAbout seeing ourYet unborn baby on a screenAbout expected birthdayTo come. A note leftUnder a fridge magnetReminds meOf the beautyIn the moment livedAnd … Continue reading

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My Season

Autumn is my favorite seasonCalm and sadSubdued like the day I was bornSilence overshadowed the smallApartment in the modern hive,Bees leave early for their honeyQueen bees stay behind toGive birth in a shower thatNever started that dayMother was standing andI … Continue reading

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Skyping late

Her electronic teddy bear floods The screen with hearts The heart-shaped bubbles explodes Into kisses The whole screen becomes A cartoon scene The little girl laughs She giggles With red cheeks Her mother sounds The last call Bedtime … bedtime … Continue reading

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Her face

They say First love can never Be forgotten I don’t know Who are they But her face Is always there In front of my sleepy eyes opening The door of dreams Her face is there In the morning mist welcoming … Continue reading

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