Category : Poems
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Do you think I found peace, comfort
After your departure that made my prose weep
But none of this, dark is my safe.
A too shy sun shows a glommy air
As soon as a black cloud, heavy with all regrets
Prevents it from smiling at a rose's radiance.
When I close my eyes on my secret dreams
To catch up with the past as it flies away,
Like a dove between mountains and forests.
Oh, how I'd like to find the antidote
To discover the antidote to this heavy sorrow,
And bring back to the nest the benevolent muse!
Now every day a crushing silence
Adds to the sadness, and with a dragging step
Heaves a dying sky with blow.
Winter is in my heart, and yet sovereign,
The season still offers pearls and diamonds
When a flowering Bush lets its trail slip
Coloring my thoughts with the gold of the firmament.