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Category: poetry

  • Ot taki wierszyk, bo jeśli coś w naszym życiu jest prawdziwe i od nas niezależne, to właśnie jak się czujemy <3. Ciekawe jak to jest, że żyję?Czasem tyję.Czasem wysłucham czegoś ciekawego –Nic nowego. Ot jeden dzień weselić się, drugi smutkiem,Tamten czerwienią zapełniony, inny – odpychającą trutką.Jak to bywa, że życie…

  • Frank had passed on 28th of November 2025. Aged 21. He was a wonderful cat. Very active in his young days. Would jump and crash into a shelf. Sometimes succeeded. But never seemed to give up. He was mainly sleeping his last few years. And smelled. And I loved him…

  • When darkness presents and starts to commence. Sense makes no sense,Senses are nonsense,Sensible becomes insensible,Terrible. You look and see nothing,You touch and feel something,You listen and hear too much,Taste? I have not tried it as such. The thought one guides my step,Going and going with my grip and grep.One face,…

  • This poem is a reflection on human imperfection, the consequences of one’s actions, and the passage of time. The author delves into feelings of pain and melancholy while also acknowledging the value of personal experiences. The repeated phrase “Deep in my heart, / Deep in your heart, / Deep in…

  • The poem explores the concept of “native” as an identity tied to feeling and connection, in contrast to the modern world’s suppression of these senses. The author notes the hypocrisy of those who claim to understand the term “native” while disconnecting themselves from nature and history. Ultimately, the author expresses…

  • The poem challenges the notion that darkness equals death, using the imagery of two trees at night that appear lifeless. It argues that this perception is deceiving, as the darkness is actually full of hidden life, from worms in the ground and nesting birds to the vital flow of “juices”…