Poems 2

Autumn

An autumn day
fine and clear
Sun-beams that are warm and cold at the same time
The air is cold and clear like crystal
It tells that it soon be
The wind slowly blows through the forest
and takes my thoughts with it

Thoughts

It's been told that
thoughts are free
but what's about the thoughts
That were plant in our heads
Against our own consciousness

Sunday

It's Sunday - again
Time flows
It's springtime
The sky is blue
Silence
Just some birds singing
Outside in the trees in front of the bedroom window
I listen
Silence

You said

"I  love you" you said
but turned away
and looked out into nothing.
I wanted to believe you
promised to love you forever
but you had left me long time ago

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