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Life has given me no choice; put me face to face with brightness. Came to perceive many things that I once could not understand and now those dreams that woke me up…in the middle of the night, crying…have now slowed down their whispers. Still, I get hurt so easily when I see some pictures in my mind, but continue walking beyond that. And that’s what I should do…however, part of me doesn’t want to maintain a half silence with that soul I care about so much, on the other hand there are so many people participating at this enclosed party above whom others cannot rise.
Have an idea, let’s consider me a simple dot, blue one, love that colour, and you ~thinking~, a fixed red square. What’s the answer to the following query: how can the dot get near the square if the red object is beyond an antique wall that would not evaporate, nor shatter? ~thinking~. Not possible right? Well, that’s partly how my mind sees everything, a world of memories, paintings, one cliff, two abysses, and more barriers than one can imagine. I keep lines inside my head, free them now, yet… it’s not the right time and moreover …
Nonetheless, I’m ready to go, surprisingly for me, taking drawers in the park, on a sunny day, behind people, forward no one, beside a gracious glow. I love more than you’ll ever know.” What and whom?” Didn’t you get it yet?... yeah…
Saturday, 26 August 2006
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- Muresan Laura
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Muresan Laura. “Thoughts XIX- Any difference?.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/muresan-laura/jurnal/200451/thoughts-xix-any-differenceComentarii (0)
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