Poemchallenge by @margaretwise | poem Life and death
He pierced the ear pass the souls
The neighbor and his accordion lie down very late
Poetry smells of tobacco and alcohol
You have to intern it say the music
You hear and life is beautiful
The longest time is that of doubt
The briefest the one of the certainty
If we give the heart
All suffering echoes its bloody fate
But in the time he has his stuffed rose
Give everything or be unhappy there is a dilemma
It is not a matter of sadness
It is the longest scale towards a future
It's a matter of hope for thirst or live embers
That springs up along the street
From the tables inside
Where the miseries are cooked
And the thousand loneliness
It's a matter of living against dying
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STOPPoetry is the mirror of the soul, the thoughts, the mirror reflection of the heart.
My Congratulations and thank you for taking a break from everyday worries. Poetry arises from a particular sensitivity and from the need to express in a personal way, its relation to the world and to itself in the form of words that purify the soul.
Great writing I am honored @margaretwise
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