Tear #poem

A swing between the colors of the night and dawn of hearts
(A twist of past through chambers of the mind)

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Stories from the Black Sea

Of course I wish I could have stayed more days. These were the most needed days in a long time. And no, it has nothing to do with the new virus. If it exists, it has a meaning, a purpose. Maybe there was a meaning behind the number 2 I had to bear with surprise. […]

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The child that dreams

I will not write a poem. Unless the poem scribbles itself, I stubbornly stand for the prose unleashed from the uncried tears of a child, unborn yet ready to exist. A child who sees injustice, who fails to understand the lies unless a story’s on the stage, a different one than the reality of life. […]

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My Beloved #poem

Swimming wings above the restlessness of life through waves that white become flipping the wind of hope to change the world in peace I’m hunting for the unbroken love beneath all waves of life, the flickering of light which sings a song the sea is sending to the seat of skies.   Look now into […]

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