I know that my words can’t make you stay
Reading you through your eyes
It’s on your face

Chasing the right time to abdicate
And leave from your throne
With decayed mind

My time, your fate and dreams,
I hope they’ll come to cease
Running towards apparitions
That will fall apart with rays of light

That right will be some day
One day my mind will come to you
Our stars won’t constellate
Last day your mind will see me through

You know that my eyes won’t make it last
Speaking right through my lips
You feel downcast

Catching the wrong time to find it back
Here I come
To the cold arms of green snake

Your time, my fate and dreams
You hope they won’t be here
Running towards full truth
That will secure my heart against the hands of dark

That wrong will be gone some day
One day your mind will leave my heart
Our fates won’t coincide
Last day my mind won’t see you through

Alexandra Puškárová

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'Every poem has a story to tell'

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