Edi Miszti

There was once a boy who intolarated everything,
even one tiny birth mistake.
But he, himself was a mistake,
with just 1 ball insted of 2;
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Their different but they still smell their buts
Racism doesn’t exist in the animal kingdom
They just enjoy the sun and the green grass
They just enjoy being together
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My arrogance will shine in this poem
while I explain your common incompetence
You anger yourselfs while I ask my questions
You arent even trying or you cant even think of the meaning
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I just made myself invisible
and not suprisingly Im more watched
the eyes that fly through the corner of my mind
cant see brilliance
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While Im using my sixth sense to understand them
I start thinking it is not possible
While they talk using high pitched voices
my brain sudenly hurts
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Living in a jungle of thoughts
Near the animated scenery
The river that’s flowing in my mind
Has been there for quite some time
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I sit at my table
It is too sunny, too warm
I am not in the mood of drinking it
But I have to
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Many, many bodiless heads
All the sculptures are white
The Faun is relaxed even after his surreal death
Chambers of statues, no sentiments involved
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The poems of everyday life
Are usually pointed out by their names
This is a very wrong and common way to interest yourself in a poem
Many people do it
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Creating false hopes of tomorrows day
Thinking that something new will happen
Hoping is the lazy way of spending life
Living life on expectations
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With our twisted speech
The Logic of the world went out of reach
The comfortable silence and the whispered words
Brought our minds together to the same comfort
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Why am I here? Why does nobody hate me?
Should I be here? Do I deserve this pleasure?
Am I worthy to become part of the heavenly scene?
Everybody’s nice, interesting, calm and I’m sure they don’t hate me
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The mountain way, the forest way and the field way
Which one are you? What inspires you?
The mountains make people fiscally stronger
And it can show you the world below
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In these enchanted blank spaces
I write about the world
and all its wonderful glory
how it has flown beyond my every imaginations
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Dolce canto quando ti vedo
nel mio orecchio suona
altro che cantar degli angeli
è Dio stesso che t'adorna
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There's this guy, he’s lonely and sad
he’s not evil, but I'm sure he is mad
he walks and walks for 7 days
he's searching for other ways
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