Synesthetic abstraction - continues
I do not need elesde,
when light is dissipated in the brain at the expense of smell and color.
When My Song -
screaming for others, and lullabies for you,
When I am tired so my feet trembles and I fall on the grass my face upward.
I look at the stars in the sky and I do not know
which is more the dust particles on my body,
or men's strong thirst for flight, with its futility
from the long history updates.
when cleaning pants,
I may separate some loving couples,
which can never hug each other again,
as the opposite union,
as if creating an interesting black dye from several colors.
Snow white is the heat,
which in different directions leads us to infinity
and it remains in me as a sweet memory,
Like honey on a loaf of bread that I have not tasted
since you left me for no reason.
Perhaps reading this verse made you think
you should be excited,
but I made a mistake.
On the contrary,
The wind has become idle!
And we -
did not have enough air in our lungs to pass it to each other
and it just made us dizzy.
Copyright © Nika Dzamiashvili | Year Posted 2020