Still, I see your face
Like the swarms of bumblebees,
Your teeth like rows of beautiful swans.
You are restless, disturbed
And scattered and you are
Not attentive to your works.
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I am in poetry
I am with the time.Time is not thereWith you, you told.Okay, no problem,I replied.After thatI heard no words.After thatI see not youBut the truth.Matter solved,Problem over.The world revolvesAs usual.The birdsSing like mad.The flowersBlossom withAll beautyAnd colors.But where are you,I asked myself,Without expectingAny answerFrom anyone here.
Be a man as hard as a thunderbolt,
And know your divine mission.Nothing to envy,Stay equal to all.
With number
I want notTo rule.I wantTo the pointStay honest,And I knowNumber haveNo role.No divisionI want andI accept allAs they are.
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In luck
Pluck cloakAnd thereinFind lifeAgain and againBlocked.Down to earthInward andOutward weTry to knowThe truth.
I am unknown,
Unknown to all.Yet, I am with you,I am the truth.I am thereIn this formAnd alsoIn another.Try to understand me,I am there from the beginning.Let me say for clear understanding,I am the ash, I am the fire.I am the water, I am the air.Try to understand me,In your understanding,I live.I live,As an independent one,And I am…