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another poem lost forever


Another trip... 


And one once wondered, 
And saw enough... 
He saw pain, 
He saw joy, 
He saw life, 
He saw love, 
He saw madness and rationality, 
He saw anger, 
He traveled... 
He saw trees moving, 
He saw waters flawing, 
Waters and trees speaking, 
He saw the turns of life, 
He saw turns on the mind... 
He saw a lot... 
And he continues to travel, 
And the time will ticking forever, 
And the wonder is here, 
And the wonder will never end, 
And sometimes he listens, 
And sometimes he speaks, 
And sometimes he dreams, A
nd sometimes wonder and not, 
And he will wonder forever, 
Good morning life!!!!

Goodmorning...


Another poem lost  for ever....

Dreams

I cried out out the depths of my soul,
criyed for something better.
Broken and bent,
full of colors and dark and light,
I turned away...
Why to cry anymore?
Why to fight?
Why to suffer?
Why not to choose the beauty, the better?
Why not to create a better hope in my life?
The sky will last far more than us, doesn't it?
Why to be right or wrong, why to fight?
Why to reach shadow, really why?
Why not to give a better meaning in something?
Why to reach dark shadows?
Why not to hope, and lost in better dreams?
Why to dream the sun above is high,
And the darkness unreachable?
Why not to love with purity?
Why to suffer to death?
Why not to keep in my heart a hope and a dream for the serenity of the sea?
Why not to stare more at the sun, than in the darkness?
Why to loose the right to love and go through the gates of hell?
Why not to think of freedom and better dreams?
Why not to sleep carelessly and dream something better?
Why not to wake up in a better day?
Why not to feel and sense every day?
Why not to drink a coffee in a bench, looking at the sun and trees?
Why not to look at the ground with memories?
Why not to wonder carelessly on the roads?
Why not enjoy every minute of my life?
Why to throw a stone, why?
Why not to have pleasures on the cafes?
Why on the darkest moments not to remember the light?
Why to search for so much?
Why not to look at the wisdom of nature?
Why not to feel like a child once in a while?
Why not to wait the better tomorrow?
And why not to sleep full of dreams and hopes?
Eh, time is always passing...