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Just…
I can’t imprison these blue tears
I can’t either hide my fears
A shiver has taken control
Of my frightened body, mind and soul
I have no power to unveil.
A true smile, that simple detail,
That once changed my existence
And now it is at a huge distance
But…is what I sense, something real?
‘Cause it’s as cold as broken steel
I want to fly among clouds of delight
And see hope shining bright
Yet my tired soul is weak
It is quiet, cannot speak…
Is there still a little chance
So powerful, that can make it dance?
I close my eyes and I keep thinking
When will I stop sinking?
A brief cure of which I am sure
Is something that can make one feel secure
It is a sweet and warm embrace,
That enlightens, for a minute, my face.
Yet… my tired soul is frail
And there are slight chances to meet prevail…
Flowers offer their brilliant light
In this extremely assiduous night
Everything is an intense white…
But, will this feeling called fright
Disappear and let the colours ignite?
What do you think?
Saturday, 18 March 2006
19:30:35
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