BlogHide Resteemssstefan (66)in poetry • 6 years ago[Poetry] Random The randomness of life, between specks of dust gold and iron, rust. Time flies away, an old forgotten clock with a broken glass, stop it for a second, I hold it in my hand, like a piece of…sstefan (66)in poetry • 6 years ago[Poetry] A path filled with thornsMy path is filled with thorns and thistles, as I walk down my head is filled with whispers, my feet are scratched and are bleeding I can’t see anything because all is covered by fog, but I keep…sstefan (66)in poetry • 6 years ago[Poetry] Fire in my eyes, fire in my heartI have this fire in my eyes, Fire in my heart, Burning down my path, Keeping me on track and keeping me alive, because day to day I strive, making my own way, trying everyday To better the…sstefan (66)in poetry • 6 years ago[Poetry] a spot of red lipsticka spot of red lipstick left on my shirt, reminded me of our first date, I bought you a bouquet of roses, it smelled just like your perfume that penetrated my pillow and, sometimes, I can still…sstefan (66)in poem • 6 years ago[Poetry] Meditation in the forestThe quiet of the forest Is giving me peace and calm, I can hear the leaves falling The wind whispering through the trees, The trees dancing into the sweet concerto Of the branches that swing as…sstefan (66)in poetry • 6 years ago[Poetry] Ceiling thoughtsI stand here, looking at the ceiling, looking how the thoughts come into being, looking how they come looking how the go, going in the sky, in the earth below, and I’m waiting here for the…sstefan (66)in poetry • 6 years ago[Poetry] Just do it!Don’t think too much, Just do it, Don’t wait for for the perfect moment, These kind of moments don’t exist, Just do it. Don’t want to be prepared, you will never be, Just do it. Don’t wait…sstefan (66)in poetry • 6 years ago[Poetry] Long breakIt’s been so long since I’ve pun the pen on paper. Well… I guess it’s better late than never. I take these breaks from time to time, to clear my mind, or so I think…. Every break’s taking…sstefan (66)in poetry • 6 years ago[Poetry] Learn to flyWhen I left home I didn’t look behind. I am out in the world, the world is mine. I left the nest, I spread my wings and roam the open sky, and yelled “The sky is mine!” This is the point of…sstefan (66)in poetry • 6 years ago [Poetry] I'm tiredI’m tired of trying, my heart can’t take it anymore, I’m tired of waiting, I’ve waited too much. No more. too many times, I’ve spent looking at my phone, no reply, although the message you…sstefan (66)in poetry • 6 years ago[Poetry] Story of a birdThe dawn is breaking, a trill is heard, It is the morning song of a small bird. She’s singing happily, sings her way, It is her way to start the day. And near the tree, she used as stage, A…sstefan (66)in poetry • 6 years ago[Poetry] Dancing on the streetHeadphones on my head, walking down the street, Listening the beat, music on repeat, Following the rhythm, I move my feet. I move on dancing, I’m in my world, People look at me strange,but I’m…sstefan (66)in poetry • 6 years ago[Poetry] First roundWe do not see each other eye to eye, We've been fighting like crazy for years. I’ve gained some, but you do it more often than me, After all this time, you’re still not tired. You're testing me…sstefan (66)in poetry • 6 years ago[Poetry] A piece of puzzleI lay on bed, trying to find myself, A broken guy, can’t recognize himself, Those broken pieces, scattered in my head, Piece them together, it easy to be said. Can you glue back a vase that’s…sstefan (66)in poetry • 6 years ago[Poetry]A path filled with thornsMy path is filled with thorns and thistles, as I walk down my head is filled with whispers, my feet are scratched and are bleeding I can’t see anything because all is covered by fog, but I keep…sstefan (66)in poetry • 6 years ago[Poetry] FallingFalling Cold air whips down my face, My heart is beating fast, Like it’s having a race. I’m looking down, And the world seems so small, I close the eyes and let myself drift away, The…sstefan (66)in blog • 6 years ago[Blog] What is freedom?freedom = The power or right to act, speak, or think as one wants.The power of self-determination attributed to the will; the quality of being independent of fate or necessity. Are we really…sstefan (66)in poetry • 6 years ago[Poetry] AgeAge is just a number, the number of rotations, you made around the sun. So don’t call for respect, because of the year, you were born. Don’t count your life, in the years you spent on this…sstefan (66)in poetry • 6 years ago[Poetry] A pair of white legsI fell in love with a pair of beautiful white legs. I’ve seen them walk near me, as I was getting crisp in the sun. I’ve seen them once, and I was done. A goddess? Was my first thought.…sstefan (66)in poetry • 6 years ago[Poetry] drawing a paintingdraw me like one of your french girls, you said, smiling, on the bedroom floor, looking at me like an enchantress, eyes full of fire, tempting me as always, burning with desire. on an empty…
