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Subway mists

And here I am again An angry man yelling In the street Bothering everyone Passing time by acting Crazy, dirty and wretched Scaring children, women and some men Disturbing the so tranquil balance Between the conditions of being a town

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Posted in #blogg100, 2017, city, frustration, Healing, Poem, Poems, Poetry, Socrates, The city, The Heart of the City, The working city


Freezing and getting warm at the same time Every fiber in my body wants to rest but I have to stay on my post Continue to write until the end But why? I do not know any more There is

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Posted in destiny, future, Healing, Poem, Poems, Poetry

Early in the morning

This is a repetition and How many times have I not Been here Finding myself sleeping on the floor Only to wake up early in the morning Regaining hope and trust in life Without any good reason

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Posted in Healing, meditation, metamorphosis, morning, Poems

Mind, soul and body

Quiet night, the reality is far away I do not need to engage in anything Create and listen, write, think Ensemble myself together again I am a little bit more me now And it is ok Soon I will lose

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Posted in Healing, meditation, passion, Poem, Poems, Poetry


Healing means put together and unite what has been broken But all the pieces just keeps on falling apart A dead flower is dead not ever to blom again But how to know what is dead or just very broken

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Posted in Healing, Life, Losing, meditation, Poem, Poems, Poetry

The Truth?

When is  the truth important? Truth will not make us happy Truth will make us free Free to make choices Based on correct fact But only in one dimension

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Posted in Conflict, Healing, Life, Poem, Poems, Poetry


Sleeping and sleeping I feel empty inside All the rage is gone Watching my self From a future position Rainbows abound  

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Posted in Healing, Life, Poem, Poetry