I have retired a year ago, However, I have been writing poetry since I was thirty years . Writing for me isn't a way to kill time while waiting, I think it is s way to tell all about my journey. ...
- How Often
How often you see me in the street!
Stately words, we always meet;
I know not where you go in a hurry,
Sometimes sad, glad, serious
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- Iive For You
I live for you, a feeble flame,
You live for me, a yellow dim light;
I flare dancing on a wax thread,
While you travel straight ahead;
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- Love And Curse
Clear weather lighted my room,
Unaware dark crawled into the shadow of the broom,
What might follow the glance of the eye of the light,
Into the bitter which always craved to be better,
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- Silence Of The Dead
Silence captured words in your cold eyes,
And passion snuggled to last feeble ties,
And optimism clung to a heart about to die.
O, patience allow me time for a loyal lie.
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