Not my time

Not my time

A Poem by Patricia
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The winter months are just not my time. Everything is too much and too little at the same time.

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A shade in the dark
A breeze in the wind
A stain over a mark
A light for the blind

You may see 
Warm lights and cozy nights
But I see
Grey sights and cold whites

Where nothing is getting done
Too much to do
I try to pursue
And everythings gone

A calm in the wind
I am never prime
A light for the blind
Winter is not my time

© 2015 Patricia


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Patricia
Patricia

Germany



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My art is a conversation I never want to have and confessions I can't pronounce. It's just my undefined emotions coping with messy situations and relations. I always appreciate a reader! My tumblr:.. more..

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