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She cried
All the tears
Of her body
Of his heart
Of her mind
Until
Only his soul
Can reveal herself
Can transform himself
In the flood of the Nile
This is the way it is
That flew away
The first Imperial Aquila
Lonely
Heavenly
Invisibly
In search of fourteen pieces
Stolen
Scattered
Dismembered
Of her Love
Aby, New York, 20th May 2022
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New York Fireworks
I didn't see anything
Yet everything was there
Before my eyes
Behind my tears
A great firework
took everything away
suddenly
Giving way to the crowd
of the great days
carried away by the smile
of an infinite sky on the rails
of human despair
A great bonfire
has carried everything away
suddenly
Giving way to joyless cries
Thunders of lightning
Under a stifling heat
And a grey sky
Before a downpour of water
On an ocean of misery
Shared in all humanity
Aby, New York, 23th May 2022
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Colimaçon...
Nowadays
I didn't get lost
Nowadays
I didn't lose you
Colimaçon...
Nowadays
I didn't look for you
Newadays
I found myself
Colimaçon...
Aby, 20th May 2022
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Just Receiving
will be your best learning
Just Love
will be your most glowing wisdom
Just Trying
will be your. highest savourous success
You are precious
Your are free
You can fly
Remember that
Always
And
All the time
Aby
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Golden Lady
When I was little my mother used to tell me...
Life is not a novel
I chose life as a theater
When I was little my father always told me...
Take it easy
I ran headlong into life
Free like a river...
The present of the moment
Or the moment of the present...
When I was baby my mummy used to sing to me...
Ayo néné...
Touti Néné...
And I sang it when I became mother myself
When I was a baby my daddy used to sing to me...
You are the sunshine of my life...
And I forgot it
The gift of the present
Or the moment of the past...
When I came to New York...
People called me Golden Lady
And looking for Golden Lady...
I found a Stevie Wonder song
When I was little I called my Grandpa'Thanks...
And in my little voice I'd tell him
I just call to say I love youuu...
And I'd hang up
For a moment in the present
Forgotten in the future...
Thanks New York
That brings back wonderful memories of childhood
Oops ! I forget my Grandma'Ola
Ola
Olala
Aby, 18 mai 2022
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Under the red sun
Her long multicolored hair
And gold
She writes
Under the feverish sun
On each of her tiny letters
A rolling heart
A delicate offering
a liberating smile
She finished
It is night
She has finished
Under the green sun
A wing
Two wings
Three wings
A family of sparrows
comes to get the letters
To illuminate our dreams
She closes her eyes
It is dark night
She opens her eyes
Under the golden sun
Of his mind
She sends
greedy messages
of peace and freedom
without worrying about disturbing
the frozen hearts
She laughs
It is night
She smiles
The thread she has woven
On her multicolored facets
opens new horizons
where richness is an inner strength
that allows us to offer ourselves and to offer
magical and multicolored moments.
She sings
It is night
She sings
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Blue Suburbs
Like in Saint Denis
Day and night
The zombies cross paths
in Jersey City
Those who slam their dreams in eldorados
cross day and night
Those who have cracked them in the New York blue
They all have one thing in common
the empty look
the lowered head
the determined steps
away from the New York blue
Towards the same illusory goal
Executioners and victims
Of themselves
Drowned by the New York blue
Aby, New York, 21th May 2022
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At the end of the road
There will always be someone
You will cross a thousand and one sodades
Surrounded by real illusions
Surrounded by happiness of joy
Surrounded by immortalities of present
Because at the end of the road
There will always be you
Aby
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Sky is running in New York
It is always in movement
Even under immensity
Cocoa yard is dizzy in New York
The crowd rushes by
Even under the rain
Sky is flooding New York
With its blue-grey coat
Even under the boat
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On the moon a shadow
Colors in a crazy dance
Enlightened by the movement of
Anodyne stars
Naked and fragile under the unveiled sky
Aby
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