Piotr Kasjas Poems

I'm standing in a queue for fulfilled dreams,
with people dressed in forced smiles
- scholars, labourers and street children,
who flawlessly say the first two letters of the alphabet.
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The empire of my senses is a restless thing
and infinitely vast – like an ocean,
which tempts by the unknown horizon of the other hemisphere,
that leads me to action,
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In the mature gestures we smuggle trails of feelings
and pushing aside frequent reality,
we save ourselves from latent love.
And we become sinners of our act,
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Silent night brings sleep,
which is a long journey into the unknown,
into the unknown and not having an end,
to the whispers of fulfilled dreams.
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Love is that someone who looks out for us
with a shallow breath of expectation
and with the magic of the words ignites the senses.
Someone who smells of fulfilled hope,
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Darkness enveloped our souls
and stings the eyes like a sleepless night.
Submerged in the hot ocean of mouths,
we entangle our flexible bodies
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Love is like the bible, which tells us
that women cannot be happy at the way in which we were conceived.
You have to be able to speak to her soul and understand every heartbeat.
You have to know how to be lover, friend and sometimes poet.
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My love has got little time.
My love is so noble in thought
and so pathetic in deeds.
My love is like a storm, bringing anxiety
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This distance between us holds separation
and breeds in the mind a nameless thought
which becomes a throbbing and unbearable torment.
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I only have the one life
and a handful of values which complete its harmony.
I have freshly gathered thoughts
which I arrange in lines of prosaic blank verse.
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