A Poem about Truth......




You could easily find me,
Where the brave letherback sea turtle
Meets the innocent goldfish.

You could see my bare soul
Through the breakable
Omni leaner Mirrors.

You could fully understand
The depth of my love for you,
By simply opening 
The missed and forgotten Love letters.

You can feel my Fear,
By walking all alone
At the dark side of the harmonious Moon.

You can touch my Heart,
And my Body,
And my endless Fear,
And my pure Love,
And my breathless Breath.

But you cannot touch Me.


  
  I was thinking a long time ago what I could write down to this blog-my blog- and i always thought of a poem. A poem is really something magical and unique and overwhelming.I strongly believed that a poem is like a painting or a sketch.The only important difference is that when you write a poem,you actually paint your soul.This poem that i produce right now is a little bit of a sad,or pessimistic poem.I am not really at such a bad mood right now-I am actually in a much better mood right now,as i am persuading one of my biggest dreams.So do not take this poem as a personal or biographical poem.I just like to "play" and "paint" with words.
  Words.Words have a great and uncountable power.They can send you to fantasy worlds.They can teach you important and wonderful things about life.They can confront you when you suffer.They can do  so many unbelievable things.
  Oh!Ok!I will not bore  you  any more with my thoughts!
  Enjoy the poem! :) :) :)
  
  

Comments

  1. Unknown19 September 2014 at 13:04

    ... It's really wonderful!!! I love the poem!!! It's so beautifully developed! I was really surprised by it's ending! Keep up the good work! :)

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  2. Unknown20 September 2014 at 03:26

    Thank you very much Evita!!you write wonderfully too!!!you have to start immediatelly with poem's writing!!! :) :) :)

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