Tuesday, 26 July 2016

What, when, will, where ?.

What time was when, where love will go and not come?
My heart is without any desires, because there is no hope!
I lost my prayers in a blue sky, for the last time . 
Cold comes like a fire tree, hope to last in a memory. 
Inside of a heart that will be ashes love of nowhere, however! 
Keep the sadness that disappear in an breath.
Fall down in a loneliness of there will be no reality! 
Miss the joy that never last in one soul. 
The mountain up there like my father that is not to exist in to the night! 
I see the black fall of the night, shadow of my children time.• 
Should I dream of Hope that, isn't for me rain of fire ? 
Blue water in my lonely end of happiness.

                                       - A. A. Popovici,

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