Olimpia Sarb Poems

You are
My Rainbow Angel.
You reflect your full colours in me.
My heart becomes - for your sake -
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My heart is a sad ballerina,
Happiness is leaving
Her fluid movements.
Who will come to dance
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I will never forget my Dad.
When I was a child,
He used to walk with me, sometimes, through the city, by taking my hand into his,
And telling me about all the hills
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The photographer of dreams
Lures me
In the dark room of Imagination.
'Have a seat, Madam!
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I read properly a book on parents,
That kind book in which parents talk about life
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Hey, wind, you have no power, have no power,
No matter how long you shout, my children
cannot hear you.
You tumble over the world, overthrow the oceans, catch the sky in your greedy mouth
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Let's look out of the window, baby boy of the unvoiced island,
Let's put our elbows on the sill, let's grasp our cheeks
With our hands, and raise the left shoulder slightly,
In a tender-like game,
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When Silence
Creeps into a pair's soul,
He and She
Have so little to say
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My heart
Is a windmill
That grinds illusions.
Time stands on the side
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