cursed to wander a land barren
a white sheet of history ice cold
conceals places you'll never know
you orient by memories of people long passed
touch your heart and see their lives
let the unknown be unknown but felt
you mourn the lost you've found
a faraway dream in your grasp
silent tears roll down your face
when you breathe in the freezing air
and return it all to the silent buildings
all around you you found nostalgic peace
now is the time to let go
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Poems 2
PoetryWhile in English exists only one word for it, the ancient Greeks with their aim for self-understanding and knowledge found eight different varieties of love that we might all experience at some point: 1. Eros (Erotic love) - represents the idea of s...
