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Silva Mee Aug 13
red is my favourite colour
as it reminds me of
cherries and roses
sweetness and love
warmth and belonging
desire and joy
red is my favourite colour
as it reminds me of you
Silva Mee Aug 12
sunshine and laughter
blue sky and turquoise water
smiling is my soul
Silva Mee Aug 10
she quietly sits on the bench
focusing on one question
a question she has recently
often asked herself but not been able
to find a workable answer for

how do I begin again at this stage of my life?

this question has been haunting her
and kept her awake during the night
and lost and depressed during the day
she has tried to push it away
but it creeps up again and again

watching her I realise
that her question
is also my question
and just like her
I am still searching
for a workable answer
Silva Mee Aug 7
she is sad
as nobody seems
to read her poems
she has much to say
but her words remain unheard
not knowing what to do
she begins to wonders
if she really is a poet
or just pretends to be one
Silva Mee Aug 6
sleep
dream
recover
wake up
work
sleep
dream
recover
wake up
work
sleep
dream
recover
on and on
and on
it goes
Silva Mee Aug 5
what is holding me back
to leave the relationship
you have left long ago
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