Category: poetry
Picked and left to die…
What a day…
you dance
you shine
you enjoy
you watch
you feel
you think
… what a beautiful day.
No tomorrow…
when your body is full of darkness
in your head is no more light
when all the brightness is gone
and all joy vanished
what’s left?
when no words can relief the pain
no friend can share your sorrow
when your mind stops hoping for tomorrow
and tomorrow is even worse than yesterday
where is the place I can rest?
the time I can stop passing by?
where is the hope that gives better tomorrows?
where is my body that does’t hurt that much?
what’s left when illness is getting stronger
you weaker each and every day?
what’s left when you don’t know how to stop the life you have.
I wonder…
I wonder…
does love pick you
or
do you pick love?
do you choose who to admire
or
is it a feeling you have nothing to say about?
if love is not all there is,
…what is?
comes that warm feeling from inside of us
or from somewhere above?
stays it with us for ever
or
is it gone after a while?
comes it back when you need it?
I wonder… does love loves you back?
Heart beat…
thoughts.
dancing in my head.
lot of them.
moving
on the rhythm of my heart beat.
ideas pushing out.
doubts increasing.
fears coming.
and then
nothing.
silence.
after a while.
new thoughts.
dancing in my head.
lot of them.
moving
on the rhythm of my heart beat.
ideas pushing out.
doubts increasing.
fears coming.
and then
nothing.
silence.
…
-mkc
