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 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