Marton Dezso

Marton Dezso Poems

I will take you to the dephts of the ocean
among deaf and blind creatures of the deep
we find our salty salvation
at the bottom of the sea
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2.

Don't fight it
Don't use it
With your thoughts
Don't amuse it
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I was created from the earth
Just like him but before him
The first woman the first wife I am
As equal I didn't bow before him.
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where is the child where is the father
where does weep the mourning mother
where does she walk where does she sleep
will her eyes the others' ever seek?
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No demon of yours will do you the favour
To disappear and vanish after you left him behind.
It's simply not the demons' nature
You'd better keep it in mind
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When you say matrix
I don't think of Keanu Reeves
Baldheaded and pale
Or about the machines
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At the lakeside we were so young
At the lakeside we were so proud
Holding each other and thought
Everything would fade but
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Rise from your sleep Gabriel
Best of your kind!
You've been blameless in your ways
Taking my sign
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Dirty mouths and dirty soles
Dirt between fingers
Dirt under nails
Skin and bones
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12.

Evenings I see myself
On the other bank of the river
Standing under the oaktrees
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Last day as I got home
Found ants on my floor.

A lot of them I counted
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I smoke two packs of cigarettes
A day maybe three or more if I’m not counting
I wake up at six a.m. compose a hell of a coffee
Smoke and leave for work.
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from the village older boys
chased and caught a horse
an old horse and tied it to a tree
poured oil on its hooves and lit it
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I can not feel the fear
Where your demon's real
I can not feel.
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17.

is it the pen
that I can not write
or is that the paper?
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Each day I walk down
to the the seashore,
watching the rising sun
my eyes tired, burning mirrors.
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I grew up on the border of a land
Where it used to be my country
They turned away from my asking hand
I had no food when I was hungry
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Marton Dezso Biography

Dezso Márton was born and raised in a small village in Hungary.)

The Best Poem Of Marton Dezso

*purgatorius Ignis*

I will take you to the dephts of the ocean
among deaf and blind creatures of the deep
we find our salty salvation
at the bottom of the sea

not the fire and its flames
but the ocean and its waves
will purify us

Marton Dezso Comments

p.a. noushad 06 August 2009

colourful wings of imagination, i enjoy much

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