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I don't know...
I don't know if the poet's dreams are inert,
if dishonesty surpasses the truth
I don’t know If before that twilight
the hours paused
and their shrieks burst out
I grope my way along the road,
finding a dungeon at every step;
the voice of hatred surrounds me like fire
taking root very close to me...
I don't know what I want to be and for what;
in what...
Tuesday 23rd February 2021 6:29 pm
It’s sufficient
It’s sufficient to briefly touch silence to feel days of glory,
the eternal word of friendship,
the chimes of freedom
It’s sufficient to lean between blue seas
to perceive the sweet semblance of calm,
the lost and aged dreams,
the future that you can imagine,
the language of love and peace
It’s sufficient to forgive and the good is understood
© Noris Roberts - March, 2019
Sunday 24th March 2019 7:35 pm
I seek
After hearing the voice of despotism,
the cries of the hungry looking in the trash for bread,
the bitter language of solitude,
I look in the blue sky for serenity;
I create a landscape and try to dream
I seek peace among the white fingers of the aurora
After not finding the line of understanding,
the root of the soul,
the wind of justice,
the submerged freedom,
...Saturday 3rd June 2017 7:43 pm
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