Opia Sillage

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This tumultuous land -

where sky blew and storms came

and went, dampen the narrow

burning dusty pavements

and people move along trying demolishing

with time to fill up the empty spaces in their lives.

Every mind wants to know why came here

but answers never echoed back

from the mountain top of boreal

You know that you are here

In the limitless grey crowd

You are here about, maybe not for long

Not to stay, In the life's journey of finding yourself

and maybe something more.

Have you found your song?

Have you heard the song in your conscious

The song you've been dreaming about?

Not knowing if ever will be dawn

but you walk forward, to be just.

There is someone in your thoughts

as you see the sky and it's colors change

in the sunsets for sure.

I may or may not know her

but I can tell she's beautiful.

Does she loves you like you do?

I don't want to know, and thus I may not never

but I see you, and you see me

on the subway paths.


Sometime my wonders take me to places

where I were happy in oblivion

now it's a mere ice in the heart.

Not yet truly known the love

but is there someone who will wait, at all?

Have the eyes have looked for the lost kites, like mine..

Does your heart aches a bit, seeing

the flowers that were fallen apart from it's strings?

In the letters to the sky

what you say, does we think the same way

I may or may not know

but I see you and you see me

On the subway roads.






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