Raven

 

He visits my window every morning

Proud, beautiful and bizarre

Rejected by others, alone

But gifted with extraordinary power

Marvellous wings

Shine in my darkness

Where the light

Makes me sick.

He soars with the wind

To fly in his loneliness

Innocent but meant to be alone

Till the end of his days

He appears in my window

And he looks into my soul

Fulfilling it with his power

And making me feel calm 

When he flies away I know

He will be back

Forever connected

With the chain of similarities

Me and my white raven

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One hour, two hours…

Fifth one, fiftieth one…

That’s how the world

Passes you by

You play the role

Of an observer

In the stage of life

You’re overacting

Why hide?

Why pretend?

And grit your teeth?

Be yourself for once

Take the mask off

Reject the rules

With smile side by side

Run barefoot

Across the purple meadow

In the center of universe

Feel the taste of a laugh

Feel the touch of a breath

And in this madness stay

Stay and live

Take others with you

Every lonely soul

Who’s forgotten

That life is for living.

That life is a gift…

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Do you remember those stars?

Their sharp almost unreachable arms

Pierced my heart so many times

It’s now numb from sorrow.

You’re still here…

Not physically,

But you are.

Everyday…

Every second..

When I rewind the frames of my memory

Or when I sail on the river of my thoughts

Every snapshot

And every flash of light

Is you.

Do you remember the delightful mornings

On our beloved fields of gold?

Or our passionate dance

vibrating in the darkness?

Or the whispering nights

Interrupted  by the melody in our ears?

Do you remember when us two

Became one?

One perfect unity

Floating to the rhythm

Of the pulsating dance floor.

But this picture fades away

With every drop of time.

And as long as the rest of hope

Holds the bridge between us

There’s still a way back…