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‘The Awakening’

In the middle of the night so dark

The snow started falling from the sky

The sky was the colour of black coal

I woke up thinking whether I wanted him to know

 

I looked out the window into the depths of the world

The brilliance of the shapes deeply touched my soul

And I thought how beautiful and simple life could be

If one was born a star or a snowflake shaped so mysteriously

 

The night would have been a dark blanket of life

The world – indifferent in view of such short existance

Then why is it so, I sadly asked my thoughts

That I can’t choose the life I want so badly?

 

The night brightened as if in response

A tear froze on my cheek awaiting

For the day that was about to creep into my solitude

Gray, yet no longer black in its nature

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‘The Night’

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Through the haunted streets

Walked the night,

Bringing darkness,

Solitary sadness,

Sentiments and repercussions.

 

The wind blew

Washing the leaves from the path,

Taking the forgotten letters,

Never to reach the end of their journeys,

Leaving uncertain hearts alone forever.

 

The stars shone in their majesty,

Blinking at the wanderer mysteriously,

Confusing him with their playful glow,

He’ll never get where he wanted to go

Unless he survives until the break of the dawn.

 

The silence of the night stood close,

Lulling every creature on its path

Into a sleep, deep and dark,

Saving them from the anger of the damned

Souls drifting on the wings of the fallen angels.