time to go home!!

 i wandered too much

in cities,

and amogst the streets

so empty,

with faces,yes!!,

they were all around,though,

but yet they were isolated

of faces,

of shapes,

of figures,

so forlon,i wandered all alone,

like a nightangle sings her heart out,

in search of a sweeeteness in her voice,

that echoes back through the hard mountains,

and melt the stony caves....

i felt the grazefield was in juvenile,

and the flowers were erupted from their shyness,

the weather was on its bloom,

yet i miss those empty streets of Rome

and the sadness of Berlin,

in my veins

still,

ii find the peace,

on these empty streets!!!

hiramalik

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