Mihaela Pirjol Poems
Fears in heart, fears in mind,
For them reason I can't find;
Fears in love and of unknown
Of the wind and what may blow;
Sleepless nights covered in worry
For myself I feel so sorry.
Random thoughts irrational
Chase my thoughts exhaustible,
Some of them without no substance,
In some others, feel the absence
Of someone with whom to share
This aching fear; it's so unfair!
A warm embrace, a gentle touch,
To mine fears would mean so much;
To assure and wash away
Leaving place for brighter day;
Yet, my pillow only knows my fears, ...
Forgiveness Is The End
Forgiveness is the end of past.
Conceived ideas begins to form,
An old mind crushing to dust
The brave survivor of the storm;
As you reach your depths, you find
A wiser man at ease, with pride.
A passing sense of emptiness,
Numb, as old emotions had subside;