We are already dead
without even knowing
and we are walking dead
in a land of zombies...
What if we are just dreaming
that we are alive
but we are dead inside
dead to the light
that bright our days
dead to the wind
that refresh our souls
dead to the love
that grows around us...
what if...will you care?
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Friday, November 16, 2018
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Life in the backyard -the Mama's nest
Out to the world I went It was a beautiful summer Spring like day My backyard needed some care and, Unlike other days, I was ready to work...

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One day God created Adam And from his rib he molded Eve He gave His new children A place call Eden… Then He went to rest... Mean time, Satan...
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Hence with each cloud that passes by Pass as well my life Playful little white Puffy bright running In a spring like sky...
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I wish that your mornings Be bright, with clear skies That you walk in good paths And that you might have Many reasons to smile I wish that...
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