In Reality, We Are Dying Poem by Hebert Logerie

In Reality, We Are Dying



We weep, we are afraid
In reality, we are dying
Each season
For no reason.

The wind is passing
On the terrace
With fury
We cry, we are afraid.

Each season
The flowers are dying
On the terrace.

For no reason
The wind is passing
We are afraid, we weep.

Copyright © June 2019, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry

This is a translation of the poem En Réalité, On Meurt by Hebert Logerie
Thursday, June 6, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: death,fear,reality
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