Poem “Nirvana”

In the reflection of another life to those same thoughts of alien
where the sun never shine
in the sickness of the own thoughts of the grey
in the mind reflecting on the fear to be the same reflection
to where at a time the same path unto me
where nothing no longer can be taken to consideration
to some point of having enough
Silver lining through the textures on black and white
like a haunting to the soul of how similar the reflection
of another poet who despite having it all held nothing to capture within
more than the words like some scream to something not there
and to that empty hole of some circle of thick darkness
swallowing everything no matter that life all around
that feeling of alien toward life the very breath deep within………..
Stefan 2009*

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