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- Wydawca: Ridero
- Kategoria: Literatura obyczajowa i piękna•Literatura piękna
- Język: angielski
- Rok wydania: 2024
“time is the ashes of a day emptiness poured out from the stars immortal” Poetry about everything and nothing; about the loneliness of modern girl lost in the world of digital feelings and concrete cages.
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Magdalena Góralska
My universe
© Magdalena Góralska, 2024
“time is the ashes of a day
emptiness poured out from the stars
immortal”
Poetry about everything and nothing; about the loneliness of modern girl lost in the world of digital feelings and concrete cages.
ISBN 978-83-8369-608-9
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Contents
My universe
The Night
Pink sky
Lavender field
Syria
Ireland
Insomnia
The End
Concrete dream
I am not afraid
Tulips
Without words
Catch up with the sun
Old sideboard
Live
Porcelain world
Demons of war
A new day
Crazy
Supernova
You said (Mum)
Matrix
Breath of darkness
Wait for me
The last goodbye
White chrysanthemums
The Night of Samhain
To be myself
Pawnshop
Our Sky
Time
City at night
The Icarus generation
Mirror
Whispers
I wanted
A glass trap
nobody’s children
When you feel
The meaning of life
Morning time
Cinnamon dreams
Night
Dreams
Moving sands
Autumn aura
In silence
Glass birds
The act of creation
Autumn smoothie
The Little Prince
Seagulls
Dried moths (insomnia)
Desert
September
Glass
Chair
Emigration
Celtic dreams
The Night
eyelids froze with darkness
the moonlight has gone out
loneliness swallows like a river
I get drunk with pain and disappear
the night has spread its wings
nothingness pours out of the stars
I’m going to swallow the darkness and win
the knife throw
ready
steady
go
I walk through the valley of thorns
it’s still a lonely road
pain and sorrow will pass
though there is no trace of god
the abyss is dull and thick
draws me deeper into solitude
it is tangibly enchanted
though I cannot touch it
Pink sky
how many shades every day
are painted in his eyes
he has been running away from time
for so many years
waking up on the insane
slopes
he has learned death by heart
though he still hopes
that the pink sky
will give him back his world
fed with nothingness
suffers from indigestion
from already rotten truths
the edge of the night cripples the pain
how long can you get drunk
with the darkness
eternal questions
whether it is worth living now and here
whether to believe in a pink sky
play a thousand roles
another day bared its fangs
rains soaked with nothingness
emptiness in your heart and dead dreams
though the sky is already pink
you are still passing like a dust
in the wind
Lavender field
Where will you lead me,
lavender field?
When the vale of bitterness is over,
in this vale of tears?
Will you soothe me with the scent of freedom?
Will you wrap me in a violet peace?
When, on the road to infinity,
I'll choke by toil and misery.
Will you cover me in velvet when my hour breaks?
To be reunited with the blue sky,
my heart will beat harder again.
