Such a dream…

Winding roads, shadows everywhere
nightfall or the eclipse?
The bird no longer cheerfully sings
Wind rips out big trees
from fear I close my eyes

Is that music playing somewhere ?
No, it is the element
from everywhere flooding world
with streams of tears and suffering.
I can see the earth in the distance
I can not save anything.

Locked are all the gates
and nobody’s plan matters
There is nothing left
in predictable dream
I open my eyes … my old world
floats close by.

author: avemi
translation: greenlifenow


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Greetings from my Poetic Soapy World and poetry blogs! If you are looking for info and goodness about handmade natural organic soaps please click on the link below. And hmmm while here do not forget to head on to poetry blogs and read lovely poems from avemi and greenlifenow (aka soapy bubble greenlifenow). Greetings from authors greenlifenow and avemi! greenlifenow is a bilingual poetry blogger, art lover, interpreter and recently became involved in her world of handmade natural soaps avemi loves writing poetry and is a very talented artist her paintings can be found next to some poems - English blog - Polish blog - world of soaps that are good for your skin - art, painting blog

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