I Confess | Mónika Tóth
Hope-
Beautiful flowers
in my soul
Love-
Wonderful dragonfly
in my hand
Life-
sweet sugar
in my heart
Hope-
Beautiful flowers
in my soul
Love-
Wonderful dragonfly
in my hand
Life-
sweet sugar
in my heart
I’ll live I know I will…
And all of my wounds will be healed..
Yes maybe not today but definitely one day…
These scars will forever stay with me..
And they will always remind me..
That I survived… and I’m alive…
This pain I’m feeling now…
It might be my last..
And become just my past..
Or it will come again…
Like unwanted rain..
But I know I’ll survive again..
And those tears will dry..
Even if it seems now..
Like they will flood my heart..
Or maybe they’ll keep visit me at night..
But I know I still will survive..
My resilient soul…
Will never fall..
Or go down without a war..
Because I’m alive…and I’ll survive.
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The soul goes out alone
on oceans unknown,
stripped of all golden myths,
now, the golden selfishness and arrogance
will fade and truth will shine through death,
we are a little dust, who loves, is our nature.
The hidden law comes back.
Dedicated to my nice Romanian friend Vasile
you speak
my world colorful
you write
my soul is warmed
you smile
my heart is happy
signed
me
Face to face, earth and heaven,
eternal lovers, talking each other
through the light,
infinite distances between them,
but a wonderful living side by side.
This silent poem speaks to us,
before we are and it will continue after us.
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