Poezie
A poem
1 min lectură·
Mediu
there are silver linings
and black clouds
and we all have our sunshine days
killing us with their beauty
and their insatiable hunger
while dreams interfere reality
here and there
like a hot coffee incorporates
the brown sugar pouring out
of the tea spoon
all of a sudden
watching through the dirty window
of this lonely crappy bar
I see this emo teenage girl
blue eyes, black lips and
a cigarette between them,
read the Bible across the street
and I wonder:
can’t all these foolish people
walking past her
see this most stunning image
resembling a sad and eerie
expressionist painting?
such a vulgar display of beauty
can make our pitiful lives
shine in a gloomy cold day
for as long as a second
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