For you

You know I have poems

For all of you

And words for memories

A collection piling in my books

Songs are great expressions

Some have acquired whole bands

 

I don’t love you

But feeling for all

Are read in my words

No tears are left on my pages

No pain released

 

Just a poem

About

For

In spite of you

 

Each to his own I have left

Pages of sorrow and love

But I have nothing to give you

Cause I see nothing from you

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Stolen

He’s here

There is a sigh

Hope before the panic

A real moment

Stolen

In the silence of years

And he’s here

Am I

Is the will willing to match the hope

Or is it all

Stolen