Poems and thoughts about being lost (2016)
Empty like a bottle of champagne
Without sparks…
Empty like a carnival mask
In a dusty box in attic…
Empty like a flower
Left behind on a bench in the park…
Empty.
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Your highness, your greatness
For being myself
And playing hard to get.
Like snow during winter
When I’m saying: later
It means: I don’t care.
No one knows me,
No one, even I, myself,
Doesn’t embrace my soul and my desires
No one, makes time to make me smile
No one is there when I’m tired
No one to rush when I call,
To worry when I’m sick or sleepless…
No one…
Would you? Will you?
Keep breathless moments
That took away my smile.
I love you for years , centuries,
Without even knowing your name.
I created you on my own,
You are living inside me.
Burning my soul with dreams:
High hopes and low desires…
I ran from others,
I found myself on knees.
Searching your eyes, your chest
Looking for us, but we never existed.
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