Marcos By Marcos, 19th Nov 2010 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
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How often we miss things unattainable, this poem is very TRIZTAN for me


Through my window
observe the memory goes
and even though time
could not erase from my mind.

Through my window
I watch as sadness apart
and as the eternal night
could not erase
which has left its marks,
in the depths of my feeling.

Through my window
I see the depths of my soul,
I like my longing pass,
my cries silenced,
my loneliness is appeased.
However, I refuse to understand
that despite this sad agony lethargy
another love will eventually heal my wounds,
wounds that left your game.

I'm single now
reconnect with the sweet feeling
depths of my being,
which I have deep respect
by the memory of our past,
Saturday full of satisfaction, joy and love.


Life, Poem, Poetry, Yearning

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author avatar DevikaPrimic
19th Nov 2010 (#)

great poetry

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