24.1.05

A little poetry

My knight

Everything I waited for was wiped out
everything I owned blown to pieces
with a single word of yours

So what is left?

The future is a void, my life a bottomless hole
the poems torn to pieces by thoughts, that look so strange
when they hit the paper

He is what’s left, my saviour, my light, my life.

Life.

Doesn’t ask for anything but what my nature bids me to give
but gives in return a much greater gift;
life.

I thought he’d be mounted on a white horse
but not wearing big, blue eyes,
two red cheeks, and three white teeth, who are revealed to me
in a smile which contains the whole life.

Yes, I will be rescued

By the greatest hero of all time.

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Sweet suffocation

If you were real
I would reach out my finger
just a millimeter.
And I’d be submerged by you
because I’m surrounded by your loveliness
all around
far away
yet so close
like a part of my atmosphere

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Fear

Aware
I know the ways of your heart
Awake
I understand your thoughts
In love
I thrive on your sincerity

Human
I fear your goodness

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Allow me to cry

Allow me to cry
because the world is too as bad as they say
Allow me to cry
because my heart is breaking because of its wickedness
Allow me to cry
because my heart screams but nobody hears it
Allow me to cry
I can’t do it alone
Allow me to cry
Allow me to cry
and take the weight off my chest.

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