People have stories
sometimes a long novel
Written by betrayal and love. The wind outside screams in the pitch black well. He throws his face into the clouds and strikes lightning

He greeted the tradesmen in his neighborhood. Love shakes the sun and puts you to sleep at night. We sleep in verses lined up at dawn.

Death dance on the abyss
same taste childhood
a symphony inside me
A rock where loving clouds watch the sea ceremonially bury peace
the rose he smelled while passing by
It becomes a hammock stretched over the mountains.

Everyone turns into a dried flower, the tears at the moment they are taken, the sadness accumulated over the years, the separation of everyone between notebooks become poetry.

I asked the night about the sun. Which one did he say? The one that will rise in the morning? Who will wake up in the morning?

Even if the apocalypse breaks out inside me, I am the spring of my tomorrows. I bloom after every winter.

If I cry, the black earth will also cry. The silence inside me screams. It takes my heart to the sea. The one who lights up the fire of my heart. Take my heart to the distant, lonely lost.

Much of our mind has been numbed by other people's ideas and books, and we have become repeaters rather than thinkers as our minds constantly repeat what others say. Krishnamurti

I can't fit anywhere, not inside me, not in the streets, not in the world. Wherever I throw myself, it's as if I'm breathing my last breath. I'm weak and exhausted

The air inside me is hazy, there is a twilight pain in my heart, there is the relentless struggle of a wounded, dying gazelle in my soul.

The wounds in my soul are not healing. That bitter song ringing in my ears never stops. The pain in my heart never ends. No matter what I do, I can't adapt, neither to the street, nor to the world, nor to life. This feeling of suffocation I feel never goes away.

#Path

New Zealand 🇳🇿

Good night🌛✨

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Darian Volkova

Grażyna Sobczak Tak dla CPK Wzajemnie..pozdrawiam Ciebie wieczorową porą Grażynko.
Wszystkiego dobrego..pięknych chwil.

István Thank you Istvan...have a nice evening...