Waiting
Long time we wonder
what to do in our lifetime...
Until without any knowledge
without any reason.
Feelings inside trigger
a light never seen before.
Waiting to follow
waiting to exhale
into the climax of
our very soul
Waiting
In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
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Suicidal Ser? | 0 | 06/04/2009 |
Mouth | 0 | 04/28/2009 |
Comfortable Silence | 0 | 04/04/2009 |
Games, lights, pills and alcohol | 0 | 04/04/2009 |
Maybe is not there? | 0 | 12/25/2008 |
A Day in that Road | 0 | 11/25/2008 |
The Kiss | 0 | 11/20/2008 |
Waiting | 0 | 11/20/2008 |
To her | 0 | 11/20/2008 |
Vodka Tonic | 0 | 11/20/2008 |
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