Poezie
Obituary
signs’ perpetuation
1 min lectură·
Mediu
I watch from the window how your bloody tears glide
above the sky
I taste from your wine like a hungry one to let myself carried by remembrances
that I tailor like a mantle to protect me in the winter
you left the rooks nearby – old temper’s comrades
they take care of me during the nights when I fall in the claws
of the rabid wind
I keep a close watch on how you leave
on how you chip in thousands of nubilous pieces that won’t come back
but later after me
this year the white threads appear in time burnt envelopes –
omen for the news that you’ll bring
as grizzled as before
the streets cry and conceal from the dead colours
that spread over the world
the park where I catch sight of you in your entire splendour
has grew blind after day
the shadows haul my feet unto night
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my eye screams the pain
the tears flow
blue
now there\'s silence everywhere
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