Maria Barbara Korynt Poems

you are shimmering with colours
like the colourful butterfly
the beauty is enrapturing
you are turning on your charm
...

the skeleton in shorts urgently is grilling
the biting insect without anaesthetizing
sharply is quilting straight and into the vein
(will still import the 'army of the salvation')
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so suddenly silence called.
he in stampede was running,
as if it burnt.
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it is a poem in salutation - you feel (?)
what shiver are evoking a words
quiet whisper written - you are reading
and you know is anxiety nicely
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half-closed eyelids are heavy
fixed to eyes
dream is waiting
for the material fatigue
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I am playing with the
on the brittle border
of reality and the fantasy
deceptive mirages are tantalizing,
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depression is tiring this man
he is dreaming briefly,
but this still one dream
non-stop the same...
...

slowly
dropp behind
the drop
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the everyday walk
I am heating my body
the quick march
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are coughing bus stops fresh from the flu
the grey dusk is still gliding with streets
this warm wine slowly already is heating
the quiet singing is surprising me all of a sudden
...