29 kwietnia 2014
ETERNAL WAIT
Fear of becoming sane
inherits the hate of earth.
I wake up in the rains of time.
Fire of soulextracts the thought shapes
like stark naked truth
in the desert of pain –
unbirthing the child of wisdom.
I hardly think, in my failures.
The house will go up in blaze
by the earthen lamp of fading glory.
There was no light, a quick death
of lips and speech. The human touch-
prints had avenged for words.
Inspiration will wait.
Satish Verma
10 maja 2025
dobrosław77
10 maja 2025
AS
10 maja 2025
sam53
9 maja 2025
wolnyduch
9 maja 2025
Yaro
9 maja 2025
Yaro
9 maja 2025
wiesiek
8 maja 2025
wiesiek
8 maja 2025
jeśli tylko
8 maja 2025
Yaro