I Poem by Pere Risteski

I



I without love
from a woman to a woman
have lived
― my life.
Life had no dignity
I have entirely given my self to sorrow
about a hundred years
and she made desperate
― my life.
Desperation was overclouding my mind
and lindless I lived
― my life.
All I did was for love
I met women and
they were pointing fingers at me
in hotels and restaurants
on a Sunday evening
it in tears and fury I lived
― my life.

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Pere Risteski

Pere Risteski

Struga, Macedonia
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