Thoughts Poem by Dagmara Anna AuraDagimar

are rushing, quickly it are flying away,
it are swelling and are collecting
with clouds on the forehead,
like in the sky


filled yesterday and with today
of trouble and concerns, joy and sorrows
harassing, tormenting and the ones
what are comforting for you and other



our thoughts are working non-stop,
even are driving nightmares with the night or
blissful dreams, in order that only in the morning,
anew to try to tune the organism, with optimism

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