I run through the rainbow
Drenching my mouth
In the pastels - tints
Of its passing,
...
What do I need?
I need the words the most I think
I need some touch as well to live
I need a music around
...
I’ wish to know
Why you don’t want
To stop me at all
On this way to you
...
Seeing you from time to time
I always smile inside
We speak about nothing
It’s like a prelude
...
This is the end
The end of this
Story of love
Which has never existed
...
Closed in the tin of my own
I forgot about the essence of the world
Remembered in this dance
Whirling, I come in more and more deeply
...
Is it not terrible that
In the deep of my heart
I found now
That the marriage of mine
...
Do not kill dreams you believe in,
Embrace it
Even if some just have gone
...
There is nothing more stressful to me in this world
Than eating the hamburger at the train station bar
So far
It’s so big with so many things inside
...
I'm not in love with you
Not anymore I do
Everything I said was true but
It's just a past and now
...
Natural born poet you are, and I?
I’m just a woman in love sometimes
But now I’m not sure
I have anything to say to this world
...
You don't even know how it hurts
such words
But don't worry about
It's just because I love you
...
You just killed one dream
That I'd leave for you
my home
but I still can find another one
...
Lebanon is right now
As a drowning ship
No one cares too much
What happens there
...
Using all the gun you have
Is not a way for peace
You will hate each other
Every day more
...
How it’s nice from your side
Mr. Blair that you decided
To open your door
For the Polish workers to go
...
Some Polish female living in the heart of the greenest region of Poland called 'The land of thousands lakes', married and mother of two beautiful boys, working at the University of Warmia and Mazury at the Real Estate Management and Regional Development Chair. Poetry is the way I use to fill my days to make them full of love, light and smiles and hidden desires :))
A Kiss
I run through the rainbow
Drenching my mouth
In the pastels - tints
Of its passing,
Absorbing every touch of its colour
This warmth I love,
It pulsates in blood,
And I penetrate
Across its variety,
Pages of you
To become only
The small particle
Drinking from your mouth
My own soul
Anna Cellmer is one nice person, And she knows how to write great poetry!
A pleasure to read your poems.Keep writing.Flyhig in the sky of poesy