Nissi lunga Poems

Blissful blinks of lights at
Arc de Triomphe.
Dressed for the season in an
unfamiliar city, hospitality of an invitation.
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One fluffy dream is all I had,
Its fragility made me fussy.
The wind blew it and it scattered,
I lost it.
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How do I wait for a person who will never appear?
the regulations of this world I no longer want to adhere.
How do I smile on the surface with an injured soul?
my anxiety will only flee once I hear your call.
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Minister of tough care,
lingers for all ware.
Busybody of injustice,
truth's very own apprentice.
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The shore is friendly,
the winds are calm.
Rocks shimmer,
ocean glimmers.
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Their eyes locked on a summer night,
the enamor she felt was hard to dight.
Occasionally in each other's room tone,
a blissful and igniting memory lane.
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My concentration takes phase, of the
moon part-time law-abider, part-time goon.
My mind apart by left-right divide,
my humbleness, equal to my pride.
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I am so lonely with the walls as my companions,
without friends, I listen to my own opinions.
My fingers stand together but, I alone,
no entertainment of sociality even on my phone.
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They called him a murderer,
they tried to oust him,
I stopped them.
They mocked me,
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