To submerge myself in the new wave of conscription
To live life to its full
To feel fresh soil under my feet
To sniff crispy morning air
To speak with an open heart
To think, to dream, to write, to read
To watch, to listen and to be listened
To dream my dreams
On a reality made of glass
Where not everything can easily past
Avoiding my sharp eyes
Seeing every kind of flaw
In details presented in a perfect score
But for me everything and everyone has a radiant value
Resonating through the wires of my brain’s connections
Constantly renewing, multiplying, and growing
Despite what ordinary people think and can do about it
Because if you believe in lies, you’ll lie to yourself
And not become a person who you want to be
Challenging every knowledge
And trying hard to not be boxed in another
Packaging for other people
Seeing only this what has emerged on the surface
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2 April 2021
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I have tons of poems written in the last 11 years, but it’s difficult to decide on the ones to publish here. I hope that one day that decision-making time will come and I start from the beginning. But for now, the newest piece...
Poems come to me uninvited – I just happen to open them the door of my eyes and ears to listen to their story... my life story.
I hope you liked this one.
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Thank you for reading!
About the Creator
Moon Desert
UK-based
BA in Cultural Studies
Crime Fiction: Love
Poetry: Friend
Psychology: Salvation
Where the wild roses grow full of words...
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I though I'd go way back in your catalogue and I'm glad I did. The sad beauty of your art starts here and behold it is magnificent!