Bitter Alomonds

When we shall meet again?
Don’t know
Don’t want to know
Long are the days to count
The subtle moments unchangeable
Visited and gone
Intense is the pang of loss
That rattles inside
Consider me in pieces
Like bitter almonds stuck to the palate
I cringe to feel
The detesting foul taste
Of loss
Melting in my mouth

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Not for love anymore

I do not want to touch the blue
As the blue turns red
And yellow turns red
I do not want to write in black
Because black turns red
My fingers bleed
My pores spit out red
I cherish lilac
The smoothness, the innocence is gone
What is left is red
The ochre, the emerald greens
With a blink of the eye I find them red
All my reveries are swept away
By the ebb that is red
I do not want to see
I think of stop touching
I shall stop breathing
Red is strangling me
'Cause
Red isn’t for love anymore

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Lost…..

And I walk
It’s a dream
Smile back at the stranger
Stroll through
The violet rose bushes
It’s a dream
I sing
An unfamiliar tune
Step in the dust dune
To catch you
Its’ a dream
And I speak
The Colours
Yellow and bright
And dream
Your black eyes
Resting at the white isles
Far flung and forgotten
The dream is fading
Its starts melting

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poem by Geti Ara
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