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Margherita Russo Poem
Winter, a sad season, cold, foggy,
but it makes you think.
It makes you think of the past,
the present, the furture.
The best moment to think.....
is during the winter and when
you see that light out of the window.
It's the sun.....
a ray of hope.
That brings more questions
then a mind could answer.
Copyright © Margherita Russo | Year Posted 2013
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Margherita Russo Poem
She is all I have ever asked, a bestfriend.
Her eyes look straight through my heart,
with just a look at me she understands what I'm thinking of.
She is like the wind that pulls me foward.
She can make me laugh even in the darkest of all days.
She is all I have ever asked, a bestfriend, and she finally came to me,
an angel in the fog.
Copyright © Margherita Russo | Year Posted 2013
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Margherita Russo Poem
Now that the days are cold and grey
the hours that pass are boring you might say,
the weeks are all the same
at least the weekends could be saved
by this greyness that surrondes us all.
I see sad looks around
but I can't say that mine is different though
Finally I found a reason
to bring a smile in this windy season:
changement
I guess this is all I can say
so that now you have a hint
to how bring a smile on your face
don't let the surrendings
make you become sad
just find a way
to get out of this quirky chain
Copyright © Margherita Russo | Year Posted 2013
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Margherita Russo Poem
I'm stranded.
Can't move.
The surface of the earth keeps on calling my body
to lie it down
To feel the heat
And face the sky
And I feel lonely
Even if there are billion of stars
looking down at me
I want to close my eyes
but I'm scared
not of seeing my mind
but of seeing the dark
I can't feel
but I can't stop writing
Just let me stay here a little bit more
only another few seconds
and then I'll stand up
I swear.
Copyright © Margherita Russo | Year Posted 2017
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