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January 21, 2019
 

Beneath my forehead
it’s getting dark
No longer eyelids  can bear
the burden of the light
I fall on dizzying wings
of a far away windmill
There is wind to whirl love
but unground tears too

ENJOY THE LITTLE THINGS
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January 5, 2019
 

We don’t grow up continuously
but in jumps, after we realize suddenly, how ignorant and immature in life we are.

Young and lucky, we fly on the wings of the happiness,
up there we feel invincible and untouchable.

But one day the darkness of the sky hits our temples strongly,
we come back in tears,
becoming tiny drops in oceans or bright light in rains.

GROW FROM THE INSIDE
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January 2, 2019
 

Winter lust

Come on, love me freely today,
In all these tears from the sky,
Crystallized in tiny butterflies,
Surviving all the blames & times.

Come on, touch me impulsively,
In all waters, locked in wild ice,
Pulsating life in orgasmic escapes,
Icicles penetrating young snows.

Come on, love me abruptly,  
Avalanches grow from inside
Concealing our story & our names,
Losing us in the fog of hot whispers.

In ways emerging in white infinite,
In crossroads, turned up by winds,
Let yourself float adrift
And love me like you had no choice.

ENJOY THE LITTLE THINGS
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December 19, 2018
 

Hey you, December,
from what kind of calendars have you come down ?
You are too polar this year...
Don’t try to impress me with your silver gown...
You are shiny but it’s cold, the fireplace is empty and look at him, how he finds puerile reasons in frozen brushwoods...
And this silence of the naked trees, trembling in the night...
Hmmmm... and look at me, how I am stuck on words and how I invoke you to unfreeze all meanings..

Hey you, December,
from what places do you come from ?
Don’t try to impress me with your ice stars earrings...
They are nice but the whispers got dumb before to warm my temples...
And stop drawing ice flowers on my windows, the butterflies died before to catch ...

GROW FROM THE INSIDE
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December 15, 2018
 

Sipping shadows

In the moonshine,
the time falls down in shadows... you still wonder why the seconds hurt the most when the night comes...
A glass of red wine comes to color the gloomy decor...
The first sip is damning bitter,
like those shadows penetrating your senses.
The taste persists on your lips
and your subconscious pushes for one more sip... slowly.
Now a fire flame invades your body. You remember you burnt in love... ohh nothing more beautiful but why do you still see your soul hanging on the smoke rope?...and the third sip makes everything unbearable...
Fire tongues and shadows play joyfully around as if they organize a party in your broken heart... ‘Fuck off’... You throw th...

STRONG
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March 22, 2018
 

Skylark Challenge #131

Do you feel SAFE,
holding firmly the KNIFE of revenge in your hand ?

Be careful, it might have two sharp blades,
one CUTTING your hate,
the other one DISTURBING your soul !

RANDOM ACTS OF POETRY - DAY
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December 31, 2017
 

Look how December snows...
          with us dripping in hourglasses..
Bring some brushwood, light up a fire
          and pull closer an armchair..
Tell me a warm, genuine story from Tropics,
          to forget mine one from Poles..
Listen to the fire crackling sound,
          keep telling ahead, don't laugh..
Look how December snows...
          with jubilant sparkles in my eyes...
Look how December snows,
          contemplating the ice flowers on windows...
Don't crave more, just let it snow
          with our radiant lovely thoughts...

CELEBRATE
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October 22, 2017
 

# Skylark Challenge 109: grudge, ascend, metamorphosis, ultimatum

Let grudge go like the falling leaves in autumn.

Ascend into the metamorphosis of colors.

Turn yourself into the bright yellow of maturity,

Into the warm orange of wisdom,

Into the vibrant red of love !

Do you think you need an ultimatum?

EVALUATE YOUR LIFE DAY
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May 22, 2017
 

Drops

It rains again, hitting my window furiously..
It's cold, it seems to come from far away places or maybe from very near ones. I am not sure anymore if the sky cries or my soul. I get close to window, the rain smells like distance, like waiting, like longing, like you.

The sky turns into crimson, my wounds still bleed inside..
I did not carry the pain only in my arms, I did it also in my veins.

I just breath, warm steam touches my lips.. opens the gates to the imprisoned kisses..raises up..touches my tear, loads it.. carries it to the cold transparency of window...condensates.. a new drop is born, maybe from compassion to the rain drops outside, maybe.

Water drops dance hugged i...

TOGETHER
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