last moon

domenica 4 febbraio 2024

Echoes from a sad soul - 6

 


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The path of no return

 

Without any spasm proceeds my existence

In this mountain’s corner,

while the wind whistles peace all around!

It would be easy to join his melodious breath

if only I could forget

 the world I come from!

I'm tired of my anguished heart

Of this absurd life!

But how can I forget

These birds of death

Circling over our heads

volcanoes of war

surrounding as a powder magazine

at the mercy of the powerful?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And when the sky embraces

the retreating sun,

a shining ring

charming and desperate

 leads me to wonder

if man has not already taken

a path of no return.

 

 

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