Dorota Szumilas

Dorota Szumilas Poems

Too little time for caring...
the sick is close, close to the heart...

Not enough of the affection of your loved ones
...

In Memory of Bruce Lee


'Be water my Friend'
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Motto:
”Love explained me everything
Love solved everything
therefore, I do adore this Love
...

solitude
like silence
falls off on the ground
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'Autumn rain
a woeful tune
is playing'
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The poet of grand piano
difficult, but beautiful music
romantic
with a tragic note of the soul
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Reflection is a thought, then a word
Then an action

Sometimes the thought is the end
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as brittle as crystal
that has diffused
and nothing but dust
shall remain…
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my shrivelled soul
though longing

is humbly
...

10.

why couldn't you reach me
with your heart
your soul
your word?
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is like a huge sphere
lined with paths
winding in the darkness
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my soul is longing for God

He's ever-present everywhere
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13.

Love is tremor of the heart

It's patience and caring
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I'll write to you
about the joy of
'good words'
...

My life

is silence
...

I'll smile I think
eventually
at the memories of my family
and not only those
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don't be sad before you fall asleep
when you gather your thoughts
don't squeeze your heart
with your longing for the day
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unfinished
despite your efforts and attempts

postponed
...

Being faithful is not a sin!
being faithful to yourself
to friendship
and love
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Without people it's sad
With people often... hard

Solitude sometimes desired
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Dorota Szumilas Biography

My music: http: //www.youtube.com/doroszum My poetry-page: http: //dorotaszumilas.blogspot.com)

The Best Poem Of Dorota Szumilas

A Poem About Mother

Too little time for caring...
the sick is close, close to the heart...

Not enough of the affection of your loved ones
Contrary to what you may think there is a lot of it
Just like fog it encloses and tucks in
and may disappear in a moment

I don't understand this moment as if it were
but not entirely captured
Caring gives a lot of joy if you long for it
It takes a lot of effort and suffering of the soul
while it's there

And I am again between one and the other
But I still have somewhere to go
To the person who's always waiting
To Mother

(transl. by Urszula Sledziewska)

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