Arms stretching out
Feeling the boarders of my imagination
Running my fingers on an unseen destination
How could I see things I can not imagine?
How could I become what I do not dare to be?
This box
Was not
Made
For
ME
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Tag: local writers
Found
I think
I lost you
Much too often
The thing I was meant to find
I think
I found
Much too fast
You were never meant to be left behind
My guardian angel
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God
He left little pieces behind
God
A seed that grew from inside
And the tree
(You and me)
Forgot
The wider view
Dare
Days spent
No words given
My mouth forgets how to speak
Nothing done to be forgiven
Days frozen
I dare not do
Science
It wasn’t about the things we knew
But about the things we’re yet to discover
The earth reveals a view
Like no other
And I stand amazed by every particle
Wishing to unveil everything a bit better
2003 in History
They were barefooted
Running after the tanks
Men dressed the color of desert
Staring at the foreigner’s hands
Children waving
Glorious day
When they believed what the soldiers had to say
Freedom I long to know
Freedom they told me so
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Home| Short Poem
My road was strange
On this path, I’ve changed
The stillness within me grew
I’ll find my home again
Then I’ll trap it within
And
Never let go
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The Child Within| Short Poem
The little child hides
Scared from the outside
Where the air can touch his skin
So he stays hidden within
And you age
Forgetting
That you are the key to your cage
Stranger Paths 
