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Hot coffee on a cold morning
the Quimby's music after the nerveracking mechanical noise
sitting down beside the fire, flying with the songs
swimming in the Balaton
singing alto in a polyphonic song
feeling when my chest resonates with the guitar
when Sharon's voice reaches my heart
walking in the autumn woods, wondering the colors
relaxing in the sunlight, with poems under my head
feeling your regard on my face
hearing your voice
watching your smile
love love love
Literature
Never Forgotten
You are pushing...
Trying to erase...
But you refuse to wipe away those words that rest gentle on the lines.
You can't do it.
They are written in pen.
You won't rip the well designed paper either.
You will have to paint over those honest words.
You will always know that underneath those vibrant colours lies a hidden script.
A secret code that whispers in your sleep.
You have become a spy.
Undercover, in your own world.
What are you searching for?
Is it your treasure which you have tucked away?
Hopefully you will find that which you have intentionally lost,
And at its appearance,
You will forget the tears you shed,
And once again remember
Literature
Ghost
I am white
my skin reddens
showing my weakness
my vulnerability under the sun
It hurts, that you can’t see me
It hurts, that you don’t see me
It hurts, that you won’t see me
all life I watched
and I waited for you
for an explanation
for the world to make sense
but you passed me by
It hurts, that you never lied to me
It hurts, that you never told me the truth
It hurts, that you always say your sorry
I was a ghost
in your life, and now mine
watching you die over and over
your blood is my blood
your life is my life
It hurts, that I never mattered
It hurts, that you I wasn’t your choice
It hurts, that I was expected
Literature
Empatyczny V
kołyszę się
na ciepłych płyciznach
słonecznej zatoki
wszechświata
pokryte solą
księżycowe skały
lśnią mgliście
obmywane sepią
fale eteru
wyrzucają na brzeg
oszlifowane gładko
fragmenty gwiazd
ławica komet
świergocząc
przecina przestrzeń
welonami bieli
tęsknota wielorybów
miesza się z drganiem
kosmicznych
niepojętych strun
zespajających wszelkie istnienie
w uniwersalną harmonię
i pochłania mnie
...
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I wrote it a few months ago.
I was stupid.
I was stupid.
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