Mad Mirrors - Part C (84) Poem by Raquel Angel Nagler

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QUOTE: 'Our body was grown up. Our sadness was a virgin' - G. Sarandaris

It's evening in my life.
My sadness is no longer a virgin.
Inside it:
So many nights.
So many surrenders.


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QUOTE: 'My soul: a flock of birds... They found in me their tree' - N. Vrettakos

My soul:
A flock of nomad birds.
Sometimes
I find their flutter inside me.
Sometimes,
In the seasons of cold,
I lose it.


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QUOTE: 'In the few hours left, you can't contain many poems' - N. Vrettakos

The tiniest hour
Can contain all the feelings:
The little poems of our life.




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From 'Mad Mirrors C' - www.trilogyofthemirrors.com