Alone

There is a hidden wound in my heart, just like a secret stuck inside of me. And I have to deal with it silently on my own, I have to hide the huge disappointment from love, the recession of my feelings beyond reality and imagination, […]

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Language of eyes

Is it too much head and too little heart?Probably not the other way around.Where gratitude remains in the darkand humility never shows itselfdreams come up, maybe even doubtseveryone wants to stroke Aladdin’s magic lamp.But because there is fear in everyonesome paths remain undiscoveredand that which […]

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A realistic panorama

Night, mindless death and bullets… The horizon is blind and there is no riddance… The war is tightening its girdle around us like a bird in its cage… Between me and you there is a dead body, alleys complaining of the groaning of bereaved women, […]

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For my ten-year-old self

For my ten year old self. For every child of war. I see you. I’m sorry your childhood was taken away from you. I’m sorry you felt ashamed. I’m sorry you thought you were different. I’m sorry they separated you. I’m sorry they took your […]

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My True Love

The stars are foaming out of the spikes of your hair above the brown forehead, sweeping the imagination of tenderness in every whiff, roaming your honey-shaded eyeballs and smiling. The golden spikes return to your eyelids, discovering in their depth a cave enchanted with rubies […]

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The graveyard of the lonely sock

Mass. The term I occasionally heard in my physics class came to mind when I entered my apartment. I opened a kitchen cupboard and 30 Tupperware boxes fell towards me. Even the ones without lids I had kept. I also have a small graveyard collection […]

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Forgiveness

I ask for forgivenessI ask for my life to fly free and tenderLike the word“Forgive me” O GodCreator of prophets and sad voicesYou’ve done everythingGranted all the things their scentsThe farewell that is with no returnThe farewell that is with returnThe friends who fear the […]

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Black horses

There is a part of me that is unknown to me. And still I keep finding myself inside of it. Only black horses can follow me there, to the beginning of the road. In front of me is a black long road with black floor-length […]

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A stranger

A stranger is what I amA strangerLike a candle in the daylight of the cityLike a smile on sad facesLike a word was held hostage in the heartA strangerLike a night without loversAnd a land without fightersLike a camel boarding the shipA strangerLike a prison […]

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Me-Impossibly-Searching

I have so many impossibilities For example, it is impossibly how I behave It is impossible, this gaze of mine, that I put on like glasses Impossible that I hear what I actually should not hear Impossible how I carry these words on my tongue […]

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