Remembering & Witnessing - d'Verse Poets

I am a human being bored of thinking 
I wake up in my days of health 
To continue in  my wandering.
From the suburbs of remembering and witnessing
too proud of the wound. So I smile. 

Forgetfulness is living in a gloom.
I have learned from the arrogance of my wounds.

I refuse to be ..
Just white papers in the anniversary book

I refuse to be ..
Just a drowned with no fear of the wetness!

Hey female ... I resign!
Of the possibilities of life!
From speculation of your femininity

Hey female, in my inspiration
is like an olive tree
That is heavy of snow 
I live in the slums of the massacres
To become a dam in the wind.
So I smile. 


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7 kommentarer:

aneebaba said...

Beautiful as always :)

Sabio Lantz said...

dark and well written. And it makes me wonder, with out direction, more concretely of you.

Gayle Walters Rose said...

Lot of pain here and even anger...underneath those smiles.

indybev said...

It seems the smile covers a wealth of bitterness and disillusionment. A sad write.

Shadiatique said...

Sad and you smile for hope.

brudberg said...

I feel a lot of resignation in this... but maybe it's the moment at the bottom when you can start to climb again

Shadiatique said...

Thank you Björn. Yes it's the bottom ... that's why I resign. And the female in me must support and inspire.

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