I Turn My Head Poem by Vladimir Marku

I Turn My Head



I raise my tearful eyes of the night
Look at the balcony of the hurt sky
The young lady day
Hanging clouds to dry

The clouds dry and I get quenched
Damping my hopes marrow
The sun of the soul already set
To hell with all universe.

I turn my head to look at me
How I pity my own eyes
Overflown by my thoughts
Clouds drying rain on me.

Friday, July 8, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: destiny,memories,time
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