I COULD WRITE...


"Be Yourself"

I could write the many things I wish to say,

Here, now, just to enchant your mind

Then, to delete all I wrote, in the next day

Just to show you that was nothing written yesterday,

And you were blind...

I could write the many things I like to do,

In quick phrases, to satisfy your curiosity today,

But later, I will erase all the words I wrote you,

And all you'll see will be a clear background, grey...

I could write a lot of words describing myself

Just to show how interesting person I can be,

But right after that I won't say anything,

And I will leave and let you solve that mystery...

I could write you a collection of books with my life,

Just to show the beauty of Life,

But right after that, I will burn those books,

Because the complex words are nothing to me,

But only the simplest ones,

Full of truth, cold as ice

Will be those musical tones,

That I always wish to hear,

So then, these ones are written but not deleted;

These truths now were stated.

@Th3Mirr0r


I STILL THINK OF YOU JOY MARIE..


I still think of you my dearest one from all my friends, Joy Marie,
A life remembrance of a woman loved from my past,
Wide alike sky, deep alike sea,
Filling my eyes with its light...
May the years change around us and one day being old,
To remember the honest words in our letters told,
We'll be somewhere on a bench smiling,
Hearing the wind's calling..
Alike a flute sound the leafs in their hum make noise,
Falling slowly, slowly down...
It wasn't their choice,
To be there, on the ground;
Was the nature's way and law
Who brought in the Autumn's rainy clouds,
The 7 colors of rainbow
And the rain stopped those days..
I will still remember you my dear friend Joy Marie,
As with the same eyes to look at you
Wishing, curious alike a baby to see,
If the prayer to our Lord for you,
Brought happiness and peace,
In your life..
I still think of you, Joy Marie
Alike in past, day by day,
Wishing to be near you,
To hold you,
To whisper these words:
"I love you Joy Marie, my dearest Friend,
I wish to be with you, as much you do"...
I will be on a bench when I'm old, watching the sky,
Remembering my past, I will smile,
I will find again the happiness,
Before I die..
Meanwhile,
I will live my life as it is...
So wonderful is the life when you love
I reach to sigh, looking to the sky above,
Thinking when will be that moment when I'll close my eyes..
I will see then a friend from my past, happy;
I will know then that my prayers were listened
And once again, I will smile...
I will join a new life there near my beloved waterfall...
Then looking at the water, I will whisper a call;
The same flute sound,
Looking beyond, I will know something:
Peace that was found,
Again, from nothing...
But Ii will still think of you, Joy Marie...

Poem dedicated to Joy Marie G. Solomon

@Th3Mirr0r



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