Marieta Maglas Poems

Your words kill my reality
and divide it into
forgotten fragments
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The moon rising
from the water is not wet.
Yet, it is like those
wet, sitting stones
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The words slipped
From memories
Searching for a lost dream,
That unrepeatable dream.
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I think the numbers play on
the deep meaning
of their words. For example,4 is a hieroglyph
and means 'to breathe out of mouth '.
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Down your thoughts, I traveled, until
I met you conjured up by salty memories
and waiting for my love as you had waited for
your kite to fly high up into the sky in your
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Ships at the horizon look black-white in the game
Wet rocks through the crisp air reflect the sunset light.
The sky painted in mauve spreads foamy clouds in flame
The shadows of the trees remain forever white.
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Firstly, it is a game
to sell hopes and dreams;
Here, you can make a new
logical investment choice
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The soul of this wind needs
No rainbow
But only desperation for a crushing blow.
He blows and blows and blows
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She is bitter dust.
Her eyes fit for the blessed trust~
a light for shadows.
Love freed her from fear and lust.
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Like the blue moon, Venus means delight.
Befits a shining star in the night~
It's time for tenderness and love.
So jealous, Mars gazes from above.
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