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Untitled (July 6, 2005)
September 2, 2009One of my favorites.. I realize now how I came up with nice pieces when Im dow, that each line I wrote, is intricately strung in frustrations, depression, and sadness.
But well, this poem, was an outcome a feeling from long ago, coinciding with a painting I was doing back then.. the last one that I did…
no longer a dream of your imagination
i step back, smiles abide
sitting far from your solitude
i do none but stare
so cold those eyes were
as if nothing is left
as if there was no yesterday
as if i was none.
keep playing the reel in my mind
when i use to pass by
eyes straight in my own hopeless chaos
not even minding whose smoke it was.
Because i walk before
without happiness
without longing
without guilt
without remorse.
So time flies,
Leaves fall.
Like spring coming back to the harshness of the winter
Like rays of the sunshine
Turning back to the coldness and black of the night.
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