You are the one
That is no more
You robed my dreams
Long time ago
You stabbed me
In the soul
And walked away
And even today
You stab me again
When you talk with desdain
To that young man
That once was your child
You worthless
Excuse of human race
Incapable of loving anything
But yourself!
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Monday, February 24, 2020
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Do you see His work?
When you look around And smile at the beauty of a bright sunny sky When you hear birds singing on the trees Or tiny butterflies Working...
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Listen to the silence That speaks about the goodbye That we never said... Listen to the footsteps That sneak into our souls And scare t...
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To the music...the sensous rythm...the words wrotten by an excentric poet...it brings so many memories...of family reunions...special times ...
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Listen, just listen to the hours They are trying to tell you something...
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