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Hello from the other side,
from protected words, created lights,
as something small,
something right,
distant signal, so hard to recognize.
I don't feel I can...no I can't,
I can't really write tonight.

Hello from the city streets,
purple in the deep, fading lights
with contrast of white on white,
shattered through the dark,
broken in their half,
I am sorry cause I can't...no I can't,
I can't really write tonight.

Hello from my own-self
and thank you for your time,
guitar strings, colorless crowds,
all that vibrates tonight,
through the ruins of my rhymes,
through my echoes, through my mind.
I am sorry cause I didn't...no I really didn't,
didn't write on time.

Hello and sleep well,
ghosts and shadows nothing they will find,
closed and trapped
in your little cell,
just as my words in this strange tonight,
and you know if I could...if I only could,
I would always write...
before the time.

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Dragan Bozilov

Tue 7th May 2019 21:13

Thank you so much Mona! ?

mona s

Wed 1st May 2019 11:24

Perfect symmetry in the rhythm..
A poem that I instantly liked..
And yes .. ..you should always write ?

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Dragan Bozilov

Tue 30th Apr 2019 23:01

Thanks Martin!!

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Martin Elder

Sun 21st Apr 2019 14:39

I like this because it captures something that is heartfelt and passionate in its writing and delivery.
Nice one

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