Tag Archive: poetry

Was it, everything you wanted?

Was it, everything you wanted? Once I chased you from Germany to the land of Scotland. Once we were brave and once, we danced till the songs were done in dark taverns. Once… Continue reading →

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Love is, just another four-letter word.

The word, Love is. Just another four-letter word.  She was so tire of the useless words spoken to her. Now she sought the wild sea, now she wanted to meditate in the free… Continue reading →

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You are my music.

You are my music. We found love in the lost and found. You are the most beautiful gal in the world. I remember your smile; I remember your laughter. I painted your skin… Continue reading →

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The cherry wine and an amazing song.

The cherry wine. Once my life was better. I had yearly family reunions, kind voices to give me strength and I could accomplish anything. I didn’t know. Life is ever-changing.Today my folly, today… Continue reading →

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The lullaby.

The lullaby. The old poet sang a lullaby to the sea.Once a sensual woman told me on a warm Spring Day.“Come live with me and be my lover.I will be your salvation, and… Continue reading →

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Forget me not.

Forget me not 1- She told me, flattery will get you everything.Please make me feel loved and wonderful.I need someone, to be there, everything.Even if just sweet lies dear Poet. 2- I remember… Continue reading →

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Misty eyes.

Misty eyes. You bathe me with your hazel eyes, your morning misty eyes. We have hot coffee, early morning, the sun rising from the east. I tell you, let’s slow down this day,… Continue reading →

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The lull of the lullaby.

The lull of your lullaby. I thirst for darkness, not light. I seek wild dances, not the shade of real love that will fade. I want the divine kiss and the long midnight.… Continue reading →

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Beautiful portraits.

Beautiful portraits. I drew with my pen, beautiful places and beautiful faces to paper. I keep alive kind memories, I keep alive the memories of the ancient cities, I once saw. I create… Continue reading →

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What the children see.

What the children see… The children smile, the children laugh. Their eyes of wonder see a world of opportunities to test life, befriend many. A child doesn’t see color; the child doesn’t see… Continue reading →

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