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 Poems

The sun will always be the same



In the breeze I hear your whisper,
the thunderstorm reflects my pain.
Through the wind I feel your heartbeat,
but still the sun will always be the same.



I have no trust left in this darkness,
but I feel your tears falling like the rain.
You came and left like a tornado,
but still the sun will always be the same.



A storm is roaring in my soul,
The love within drowned in sea.
But I know in this deep darkness,
there is still some sunlight in me.

Ducati



It has been so easy to love you,
you captured my heart in every way.
We knew each other without saying a word,
with you the world seemed brighter every day.



I think of all the beautiful moments we shared,
and I feel the hurt of having to let you go.
Despite all of the love it has ended,
It went so fast, but seems so slow.



I can honestly and with all my heart say,
I will always love and cherish you.
The words we shared, the vows we said,
it still is and will always be true.



I have shed so many tears the last months,
what is left now is the scar in my heart.
Although my heart hasnt healed yet,
we both need to make a new start.

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True love sometimes means letting someone go,
so I will let go and make a new start.
But I will never ever forget,
the words that were written in my heart....

​Saying goodbye

Hate takes part of me,
love is floating away.
Why can’t you see,
that I don’t want to stay?



I am tired of hating,
tired to see myself going down.
I find myself in a pool of loss,
and all I can do  is drown.


Peace is calling from above,
a voice that is so clear.
Up there will be only love,

goodbye, farewell my dear.​

The black magic

He is the shadow of the sun,
knows all secrets of creation.
He has more power than death,
and is the ruler of human nation.


He is the carrier of dreams,
moves in and out of reality.
He lives in total emptiness,
in all darkness he is the key.


He is the keeper of the holy laws,
he can see future, present and past.
He brings the lost ones to the land of dead,
where the soul will find peace at last.



He is the force behind the revenger,
and hides the secret of spiritual balance.
He is the sign for changing,
he has purity and black elegance.


He is the crow

​Trapped
My life so organized,
so it seems.
But I have fantasized,
I had dreams.


Dreams that the one I love,
will always stand by me.
And that high above,
she’ll finally be free.


Trapped in myself,
with nobody to free me.
No matter how hard I yell,

no one will hear me.​

© 2012 by Nadin Simbula

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