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Forgotten bells

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Forgotten bells

Forgotten bells

 

I wake up before bells and faint dreams

There are many days that I don’t want to wake up

I feel that I want to fly to the oblivion

And repeatedly wakes me up the prayer of love

But I cannot paint the length of the night

 

I go and come together with the wind through the season veins

At the grave of father Fishta I could find none of my bones

As in black and white celluloid I touch the corps of the re-departure

One another final way of infinite pains

 

Over the thousand days I don’t know who is killing me more

The misfortune diagnosis above the sky I cannot kiss either

Sugar in blood of anemic books

Verse lung cancer

Or soul letters tumor

 

I feel so close to the end of the beginning

As the bells that are not ceasing once

There is so much hunger for freedom and thirst for another life

And I cannot decode the Becket’s mask into Dante’s circles

 

 

All those whom I love don’t turn me their backs

Prayer roses into a dry spring without heart

To open the door I want, there, where angels suffer in silent tears

And, even in the end of the end of the beginning

Do not ever stop lullabies for the cradles

 

Don’t ask me for more while I breathe the air as Lasgushi

Do not make prayers into mornings and evenings with lots of anxiety

And if nothing and at all you will remember

Nor the buried poet and people with a lots of wounds

Damn me once with voice of the soul

 

There, where bells play funeral announcements

Although, we don’t recognize the length of the day and the darkness kills

And, often we would not want to wake up from the curse of the nights

Repeatedly we are greeting the day

Forgotten within loneliness but closer to the language of God

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