Seeking my own

Empty-headed I was running
hungry to catch the morning rays,
empowering my sight and tuning
I’m on my innocence’s ways.

I took the hint of flowers smiles,
of shadow lights on evening hour.
I watched  the moon behind of eyes
of inner mind on darkness power.

I laughed while dancing  with the Sun,
I washed the tears in rain, alone.
Today more empty-handed than
Before, I’m still seeking  my own…

© Simona Prilogan

“Circular Whispers” it’s one of the greatest book projects from AllPoetry. In this anthology I am thrilled to have published for the first time one of my poems, Seeking my own, my first poem ever written in English.

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