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Andrea Romero Poem
What’s to love about skating?
Maybe it’s the feeling of being as free as having wings?
Escaping the world that held’s the blades of ancient kings
The norm that causes the destruction of art
And the deterioration of mankind’s heart
What’s so wrong with skating upon Saturns rings?
Wishing for something without the feeling of being tied to strings
There’s so much tyranny and irony in the world
So much people fighting for rights and to be heard
There’s so much greed
So what’s so wrong to want to skate upon Saturns rings?
Copyright © Andrea Romero | Year Posted 2025
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Andrea Romero Poem
As entity in the dream we conjure
we know not we are both the dreamer and dreamed
how then may we wake up when we are in trance
In bondage to illusions we ourselves streamed
In hopes of escaping a reality that is unredeemed
How do we exchange one prison for another
Even if one seems better than the other
In hopes of finding peace
or something as rare as a Golden Fleece
A sea of imagines and illusions
A hope and a goal
What truly is a dream?
Copyright © Andrea Romero | Year Posted 2025
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Andrea Romero Poem
I hate how limiting our human lives are
I want to be a mother,a father,childless
I want to travel,stay at home,grow
Forever limited by an invisible timer
I want to be a daughter,a son,a fallen star
Something unlimited by my form,raw
There’s too many things I want to do
And so many I do not
I’m not afraid of dying
I’m afraid of not trying
Not leaving a mark
Not leaving a trace of my existence
I want to be known but not seen
I want the applause but not the attention
No, I don’t want to be immortal
Just want my existence to be internal
Copyright © Andrea Romero | Year Posted 2025
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