All I say
is that in that day
I tried to think
myself insight-out
And I took the
pieces in places
To hit ‘n put
me to the ground
Grasping touches
of old ways
That were
done, ashes in burial house
What breaks
my heart is
Im still
beside the grave
Looking around
and trying to find
The moment
when a bird
eats from
the cake
But no worms,
just fossils
So many
coffins piled up
So little plenitude
of rebirth
But wait,
is just let it go!
But go to
where¿
Nowhere.
How so¿
Maybe you’ll
have to wander around
Where to¿
To the open
seas
Been a
sailor is so much, so much fun, so much fun
Rowing all
day stretching the lungs, so much fun, so much fun
Speeding
with the wind, drinking refresh from the storm
Hey hey! Swear
a dolphin I just saw
And then live
with and eagle in the high peaks
you’ll finally see the light.
Maybe
before.
Muito bonita e triste a tua poesia. Também tenho um blog onde coloco meus pensamentos, às vezes em inglês, também: https://thesakuraarefalling.tumblr.com
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