The World Of Memories Poem by Dorota Szumilas

The World Of Memories



is like a huge sphere
lined with paths
winding in the darkness

a sunray falls on my face
bringing a gentle smile

that's how it was
you can't deny it

I remember
to build my identity

I forget
to go further without unnecessary words

I'm always between one and another
in the reality of dilemmas

(transl. by Urszula Sledziewska)

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Çaðla Dað 08 September 2009

Hı mmm..I really really liked your poem..! ! ! Congralutations! !

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