Back again, or a final goodbye?A Poem by Mina SalvaIt's a poem about my ex-best-friend. I had to write the words down..The beautiful memories bumping again to my mind So I flash a smile and can't wait to what I'll find But I'm scared to death, I don't want to stand up to the knifes again We still don't have the evident answers, we're in riddles again Nothing's intricate, but only sensitive Touchable to our hearts, so for the best we shall stop Enjoy this freedom and fun Sky so clear and pastel blue, but who said I'd forget thou? Walk over this tan granulated ground It's silken and sinking, but also stinging Bear it, it's a savage beauty Sun's alive heat beating against my pale skin, making it no longer soothing Little it's red, little it burns I only need the tolerance, for this light beam and its charms An amiable breeze carrying me away by its tender warmth To a wide paradise, so boastful by its aquamarine and ball blue hues It's a scary heaven, so full of fears in its depth The waves rolling so majestically, but then, splashing so violently As it clams down, it fetches a freshness, a relief and serenity But soon everything starts all over again The wounded memories shoving me into a den All dark, no mark of peace I only can hear the echo of your voice I'm sorry but I had no choice Things went wrong, and by the time everything has changed I can still smell your special fragrance, even if it all has aged "Cute, wake up! We have a long road to go by." My soul sister said Dear dreams, please take a mercy, and make for me an ease It wasn't real, was everything non-real? "Wake up, lazy. It's a hot day for the beach!" My friend spoke Oh dreams, can I be more muddled? So where are you soul sister, I thought you were real Friend, be a friend, don't release my hand, always be near Ice cold drinks, natural hair waves High waist-ed shorts, loose tank tops Bikinis on top, games against boys No heaviness, no importance on your back Leisure and comfort, in your hands Dancing, moving Relaxing, relishing Chill, swim Be reckless, be satisfied Offer love, offer smiles Be happy, here or in miles Be proud, be you Let it be, let your soul be free © 2013 Mina Salva |
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