xelam * Poems

Pain grows
in my brain
and flows as blood in veins
and it's not violet, daisy or lily
...

Through the windowpane
I watch as darkness descends
like an angel's wings.
in lightning's flash, the spring appears. Oh its beauty
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Crushing in teeth the juicy
strawberries, fruits of rosy hue
and sweeter than purple cherries.
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I must say
I can not play music of you.
Don't you see it sounds weird
to compare your twerks
...