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Cursed
My poems are tears,
And pain is my rhyme;
A pleasure in fears,
When love is a crime.
The hope – an excuse
For my silly mistakes.
A second to lose
When eternity breaks.
The day is revenge
For the pitiless night
When brief – just a change
Of the moldering light.
My peace is a vengeance
For feelings within,
And time is the sentence
When love is my sin.
Your poems are very beautiful and they remind me of those of a greek poetess, Maria Polydouri. Check her out!