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Valmir Zimberi May 2020
You may be able to **** me,
But my words will live forever.

You may try to bury me,
But you should know that I'm a seed.

You may try to forget me,
But how do you forget my poems?
**** a poet but you can't **** the poem
Valmir Zimberi May 2020
I love the way you look at me,
With your soothing brown eyes.

I love the way you kiss me,
With your lips, so smooth and fine.

I love the way you make me happy,
The way you show you care for me.

I just love you,
With all my heart, and exactly the way you are.
Im just so in love with my wife
Valmir Zimberi May 2020
As the moon is fading away
I can smell the sun rising
Rising so high that I can feel the comfort.

Looking to my right I see the mountains
Covered up in snow, looking so smooth
Almost like a soft pillow.

It starts melting like a caramel in my mouth
Stream of melted snow running down tiny creeks of the mountain
The elixir of life unites with the stunning blue lake
Where I before could see the fluffy sky.

While the glare is giving up for today
I can now taste the shades of the night
Slowly but surely, she starts revealing herself
My mysterious lover.

She makes me wait every day
Before fully revealing herself
Seeing her naked and complete
I feel connected.

How beautiful it is
The glimmering, roadlike reflection she creates
On the lapis lazul colored lake.

Mother Nature, you are my only love.
Valmir Zimberi May 2020
Inside my four walls, ****** in by the dark
I can taste the sorrow that is eating up my heart
I feel so lonely that it hurts my eyes
Maybe it is time for my mouth, to stop telling me these lies.

I have to stop believing you're in love
Because I keep hitting myself with boxing gloves
I have to stop this rain of bullets
And start living my life to the fullest.
unhealthy relationships, get out it is not good for anyone.
Valmir Zimberi May 2020
If angels had faces on this Earth,
They would look like a mom.
Valmir Zimberi May 2020
Eyes like leaves during the fall,
Eyelashes that drifted softly like marigold petals,
Eyelids so smooth as a lake at the dawn,
Eyebrows thick as honey,

Oh how I miss the mirrors of her soul.
Valmir Zimberi May 2020
Leaves getting hit by the wind
A violent gale in the unknown dark
Drinking my cup of tears
And eating all of my sins

Suddenly it starts raining
Dropping down on the leaves like heavy anchors
From my window I see sadness
I can smell the rain
Together with the gloom taking over my home

Every person has the right to be sad
But I think I abused my privilege

Prove me wrong.
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