First Cry

At this time
I will wash my eyes
To find magic mushrooms
Behind my breath

In my hand-
Head

Some sad night…

At this time
I will kiss my crying
For newborn Sun
Into the sky

I know
I always take harder words
For love
But Sun was born
Before flying

No time for
Dying

Todays best new poem was written by Bistra Ilin-Sekerovski.

 

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