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Aug 2021
I accept more and more convulsive loneliness every day; as a violent shipwreck, the iris-like planks of rotting trees can even be a life-saving remedy! On hesitant intentions, everyone washes their own hands and conspires again! Promises received as gifts from others are similar to vague piles, ambiguous-tapping intentions! Dew diamond beads make it harder and harder to clean the shutters on wounded faces! Echoes of echoing silence echo inward; the invisible-silent light-shadows ring around him; a self-procrastinated moment is a fleeting waste in the footsteps of my whimsical will!
 
My eyes, which are often examined, search for the dreams of dawns: they search, scan for something elusive, unattainable, so that the sincere Truth can come to the purity of Winter! Our timeless earthly existences carry the jacket shadows this way: their selfish sight-honesty is often revealed! The wallpaper of the little boy's sadness weighs heavily; sobbing in your longing, teary eyes, the stigma of my half-orphanage would cry out one last time! My rumbling ventricles, which are constantly punctured, can also look like convex cavities!
 
My silent killer is my demanding drum, and every second there is another incomprehensible countdown bomb that is making an explosive! More than a thousand organized thoughts flow through my active brainstorms, and yet the existing, feasible Future - even after so many years - is increasingly welcomed by the shadows of uncertainty
Norbert Tasev
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Norbert Tasev  36/M/Hungary
(36/M/Hungary)   
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