Few wrinkles

Few wrinkles are painting my face
Writing on time’s page the chance
Of falling apart from allure
Depicted by people’s brochure
With red flags and minus in place.
You see, they might tell you sometimes
How beautiful life is indeed
While preaching the fake through its lines,
Negating the light and its deed.
Yet brightness is sparking my eyes
From all the portraits caught by days
Through valleys and hills to the skies
Reminding to breathe through the maze.
It’s life in itself a grand prize.

Few wrinkles are painting my heart
With tender and kindness from Earth
To glance for each moment the art
Of living the present rebirth,
Enriching through giving away
The love’s flame of my many days.

© Simona Prilogan


With a hope that better days are embracing our Mother Earth, I wish you a New year fully loaded with peace, love, confidence, courage and joy.

Happy New Year!

I left the path

I left the path… While dark got here

The pray of angels wrapped the skies.

I felt their wings between your lies,

Trying to save my mind from fear.

I run away from our nest

To ease the pain behind the door

Of what the shadows broke before,

With thousands stabs upon my chest.

Yet steps are heavy on my way

Carrying with me a part of you,

The dawns bring memories to say

Nostalgic stanzas under blue.

The evenings strike on thoughts we had

While catching moons between the stars

But still I run alone and sad

To find my heart under the scars.

© Simona Prilogan

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