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Lukasz Walterowicz Poem
In everyday plight
With no sight
of the light
With no sides
that are bright
Deprived of lies
that are white
There would be only one asylum:
Veritas
ad dominandum
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Some divine light
Beams upon my life
Every day the same sight:
A star beyond shallow sky,
Would I see you if I die?
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You flourished and blurred
like a spark on wind
Gracefully and quickly like a frightened hind
in pursuit of light
You harvested through bushy meadows
taken by blight
In struggle with plight
had you lost your might
And gave out
although never you gave up.
Where are you?
For you must be still there.
For I still can feel you
somewhere in the air.
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Duke Luke by his bateau
Arrived at his chateau,
Had he travelled through large eau!
His mysterious rendez-vous
with Henry Thoreau
Yielded him a scarlet portmanteau.
Entering his bureau,
he took off his manteau
and opened the portmanteau:
The Snow Man was inside
And though not well could he sing,
Sang he a song of himself:
Stopping by woods on a snowy evening
He met Annabel Lee on a large shelf,
Frightened he was by the raven
And took the road not taken:
Crossed he the mending wall
And hearing the anecdote of the jar
To noble savage Billy Budd an honest fare he paid
Large and far
Travelled he
From spring to fall
Self-reliance: the idea he hath
The American Scholar guided his path;
He slept a long time
In a clean well-lighted place;
One winter he woke up
In a station of the metro:
He fastened his tender buttons
and found a red wheelbarrow;
'No ideas but in things' -
A lovely image this brings!
To his disappointment and sorrow,
He never saw the snows of Kilimanjaro.
Duke Luke in disbelief
Wiped his eyes
And pinched his ears;
The Snow Man disappeared.
Duke Luke
Took a look
At his portmanteau
In hopes of seeing something
He found
Nothing.
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Dear Soap Bubble,
bright focus
in an air-light reflection
of the ephemeral beauty
of this world
diaphanous soul
in despair
sincere
fearful
innocent
hesitating
uncertain
distrustful
pure
Emotional universum
rumbling inside the anima
of a tiny simple
passionate creature
I shall enjoy thy sight
Shall I live in fear
for you not to burst
Shall I be the wind
to blow tenderly
directing thy path
Thy shelter shall I be
I surrender myself to thee
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Since my birth
To your death
Never would I miss you.
Now
I do.
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My Dear World,
I owe you an apology;
Forgive me
for I have distorted thee:
lying passionately,
I failed to accept you
by chimera deceptional
I wanted to surmount you
believing myself
to be exceptional.
Forgive me My World
my bitterness,
narcissism
and selfishness;
for a fool I was
since the truth
was consciously unknown to me
thus calamitious the discovery would be.
Please forgive me
all the souls my ambition eradicated,
all the feelings my sharp tongue destroyed,
all the emotions my cold heart repudiated,
for how much all those deeds I enjoyed.
I was then infected;
the infection seemed incurable
as I wanted it to be -
or wasn't I aware how diseased I was?
My Dear World,
I owe you an apology;
Forgive me
my blindness
to the beauty of life;
With myself in centre
I would not look around
for distorted was my perception
by a deceitful projection
of perfect me in faulty universe.
My Dear World,
Thank you
for
instant recovery of my senses,
the wisdom you blessed me with,
the pain myself was redefined through.
Yester year
I reached the deepest depth
slowly losing my pride -
my psyche was nearing death
in plight I could hardly abide -
I understood a mere human I am.
Now I laugh
enjoying my life
every day forsooth
heartily
and with ruth.
Thank you
My Dear World
Please, forgive me.
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Flakes falling on our heads.
Ebullient animas of angels
Rejected at heaven’s gate.
White.
Pure.
Light.
Soft.
Tender.
Innocent.
ICE-COLD!
Silent.
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On a silent night
In a kingdom by the sea
Bright moon and star
On dark mindnight sky
Shine silently above
Mermaid’s loud cry
Shallow tears lay
Into depths of hearts
Who seek paradise
In a kingdom by the sea
Where daylight doesn’t reach
Their eyes won’t see
You won’t find peace
There’s no heaven for thee
No sunrise would you witness
Nor sweet Annabel Lee
In a kingdom by the sea
Whoever you may be
No soul breaks free
From sweet Annabel Lee
Whatever drowns remains
In a kingdom by the sea
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Happy I am
When the Sun shines
On the velvet sky
When all women
Blissfully smile
When there is no reason
to worry or cry
When I can laugh
and feel
like a child
When I comprehend
the sense of life
When pure joy
fills my heart
- careless and innocent
As simple as that!
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