PRISONER OF TIME 1 © 2007

Everything in me is poetry,

The night and day, in harmony,

The nonconforming gaze, that persists,

At times, only finds serenity in boldness.

Each word is a verse that springs,

From a restless soul, that never tires,

And in the lines I trace, in silence or pain,

Resides the essence of my love.

Poetry is my refuge, my expression,

In it, I find my voice, my liberation,

And even if the world does not understand,

In the boldness of the word, my soul extends.

Everything in me is poetry,

The struggle, the search, the melody,

And even if my gaze is lost in uncertainty,

In poetry, I always find my certainty.

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