The Best Poem by Fie KroC

The Best



The best is when you get through the day
and the wings on your bag sustains intact
the day I jumped from the rooftop but the wings carried me,

raised me from the earth and placed me peacefully
like a snowflake on the frozen ground

The best is to sit down in the wild and be a part of the world,
swirl around in the woods like spectres at night time and terrify the living

when they find you and the remorse is heard
it feels... good

The best is listening to music and repress everything else

and the best is that music always can defeat the worst
That's the best for me

Monday, May 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: happiness
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(Ok this shit won't show the text in the right way... so sorry for the ugly setup)
This was an assignment we had in danish, where we should write a poem about the best and the worst (this is 'the best') .
We did it because of a famous danish writer Dan Turrel did it, so we had to write our own. The orginal poem is ofc. in danish, so I had to translate it... tadaa! ..

It's kinda weird.. but I like it. But I must say, it's better in danish.
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