Kiba Black Poems

you and I,
interconnecting
our heart beats evenly -
one for two,
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The flavours of the sunset
Are being absorbed
By beast inside,
And monotonous rain
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New York
is spitting heat
and tears of glass
through which the beggar
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From my dreams
It is so hard
To breath
And carmine belt
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The love is like
the mediation by the God,
and fire in the heart,
as storm at night,
...

I
Where the poems are born from?
From the Orchid they are
Discharged by the Anguish asleep
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Rain rules the day,
Tears rule the night -
like overwhelming flow of water,
those were the tears of world,
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The aspiration
To plunge into the infinity
Where lungs are torn
Toward the alien call...
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I see the figure clad in silver shawl
holding the withered rose in the hand,
the Venetian mask
covers his gaze from ordinary viewers...
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For funny words
Inside my head
They play around
And sometimes
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