I look at you
In the distance
And a question
Get stuck
on my throath
When and why
And even how...?
It is nothing
To do with looks
But with the inside
The soul that shines
Through people's
Eyes...
But in your eyes
Something is missing:
The truth.
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Sunday, January 26, 2020
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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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Yo complain so much But you have your hands. With them you can work And make a living. You can plant roses Or fix a car... Or build a ...
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Demon? Perhaps both. Still. I miss you. I hope you regain Your wings And return to the light Someday.
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That I am in a place of fun And all I do Is thinking of you? So many people around So much fun and yet The world is empty... Because.....
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