Guess Me Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

obliquely from under cosmic eyelids
is beating by eyes sneer of pupils
is deepening the bottom of the solitude still
is bringing the dislike of rays in the gift

the silver October chilled the night
with autumn breath hardening
is deepening the bottom of the solitude still
the bare limbs of trees peeping

it is hard to forget these premonitions
what else are living, it ache with memory
is deepening the bottom of the solitude still
greedy nature with one's dream

bad charm of the stifling hour
with billowy cloud are heaving our dreams
is deepening the bottom of the solitude still
the question or you it really is you

if this way it is... guess me
where the stream is a green grenade
there with white flower my dream are dreaming
the of the reconciliation with oneself and with world

if this way is... guess me...


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written - 2005-01-26 23: 50: 42
translated - 2009-05-12 20: 15