Boredom – The desire to desire

The night is starry, her eyes are blue.

I want to leave traces.
Track myself and put onto memory
Constantly remind myself about it

Save everything that goes through my mind, hand and spirit

Fall onto abstract and lose the concrete

Write, create, love, fear
Save energy for rhymes like this one (right) here

Hope to Rewatch the starry night through all these blabbering and pretend i wrote a poem.

I can’t
I am here
And these words lost their weight
I am writing just to fill the space

Enough with this nonsense
The stars are starry, and the stars are blue

Autor: Qendrim Syla

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