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i have a face cut from ice
a heart pierced in a thousand places
so to remember
always the same voice
the same gestures
and my laughter
heavy
as a wall
between you and me

the ones who are most alive
seem the most still

behind the milky way
a shadow dances

our gaze climbs toward the stars
Sonnet.

Viens, mon beau chat, sur mon coeur amoureux ;
Retiens les griffes de ta patte,
Et laisse-moi plonger dans tes beaux yeux,
Mêlés de métal et d'agate.

Lorsque mes doigts caressent à loisir
Ta tête et ton dos élastique,
Et que ma main s'enivre du plaisir
De palper ton corps électrique,

Je vois ma femme en esprit. Son regard,
Comme le tien, aimable bête
Profond et froid, coupe et fend comme un dard,

Et, des pieds jusques à la tête,
Un air subtil, un dangereux parfum
Nagent autour de son corps brun.
 Jun 2021 pinkandwhite
Benzene
I learnt programming , I learnt science , I learnt history
still unable to solve your mystery
The mystery of your fresh air
the wind in my hair
as you (nature ) thrives
it's good to be alive .

You makes the world a beautiful place ;
and your by product(oxygen)  is essential for human race .
Humans evolved because of you;
yet being grateful is rare , times we thanked is few .

The sky clear and blue
the clouds of all different hue
The sun with its rays
makes our day.

Still ,we destroying you with our all strength
we are crossing our length .
In anger you shake, all we built fall apart;
A number of lives may depart .

Oh nature , you are a wonder
with all love we call you mother
we must promise not to hurt you further
for your beauty and strength , words aren't enough to fit  
let's revive you bit by bit !!
Today is world environment day ,
hope we all try to revive our environment in any possible way .

keep washing your hands time to time ,
and don't forget to eat at time as some are only drinking water .
You pushed me,
off course.
Gray fog resentment,
clouds the stars.
Remote and far,
in my own mind sea.
As distant as summer,
in autumns eyes.
I’ve sailed far,
so far I can no longer,
remember your face.
behind the curtain
is uncertain
flowers and claps
a window perhaps
or just a glass
for a glance
into the past
after all
it is behind
it’s this wall
that makes me small
it’s this mind
that makes me fall
may 2021

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