By Zbigniew Roth

Washed with tears in the room

life cannot be torn from the envelope of memories

where the world of childhood dreams was microscopic

but his spongy ego was just developing

where the body is unaware of the surrounding challenges

he kept getting more and more true desires

when the shutters of happy eyelids flicker "

he kept the images of everyday life in the eye

this was accompanied by the fact that the taste and aroma were assessed

who is stuck in the landscape of personal desires

an image of sincere love, yet unknown

but now it is too distant in its true form

the border of our native customs cuts us off

where thought cannot tenderly embrace the Afghan woman

it's as if the leaves don't make contact with the raindrops

which wind of history will caress at will anyway

© dr.h.c. Zbigniew Roth

Poznań Pl. 08/23/2021 1:02 PM