From my poetry collection Tree.
It is everyday life that devours me.
I live every today like yesterday
and tomorrow will be the same in every way.
An invisible cage is this garden of mine.
Its surroundings the playground of my mind.
Can you hear my crying voice?
Here i am to tell you,life was not my choice.
I was born without knowing.
I am gonna die because of growing.
All of my loved ones will soon be dead
and my tears from God are not heard.
From this circle of everyday,how to be free?
I am a night dressed as day·no longer wanna be.
Just a day in life is my minds' story.
Dead in my heart is my youths' glory.
Poetry by AFRODITE STATHI
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Written on 2021-05-10 at 15:40
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INVISIBLE CAGE
An invisible cage surrounds me.It is everyday life that devours me.
I live every today like yesterday
and tomorrow will be the same in every way.
An invisible cage is this garden of mine.
Its surroundings the playground of my mind.
Can you hear my crying voice?
Here i am to tell you,life was not my choice.
I was born without knowing.
I am gonna die because of growing.
All of my loved ones will soon be dead
and my tears from God are not heard.
From this circle of everyday,how to be free?
I am a night dressed as day·no longer wanna be.
Just a day in life is my minds' story.
Dead in my heart is my youths' glory.
Poetry by AFRODITE STATHI
Read 332 times
Written on 2021-05-10 at 15:40
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