Away from all the stairs and elevators
I am climbing into the hill of my dreams
The hill from my dreams.
No, wait! That's the mountain,
separating reality and visions.
And here I am, on the top of it.
Homeless.Lonely.Nobody and nobody's.
Neither real nor imaginary.
I am in between. I am in You.
Saturday, October 27, 2007
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2 comments:
Vallllo! Vallllo! You did remember your blog! :) Just thought I would give you a hard time for the long standning silence to you readers. Aciu tau!
I love reading your poetry, it is so beautiful... you have amazing thoughts and dreams and ideas, and the way you express them is wonderful... and to write such things in a non-native language too... you're amazing :)
have you written any poetry in Lithuanian lately? I'd love to read it if you have :)
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