Inpirational Poetry
By Milena Mathev
IRONIC
By Milena Michev
In the shrine of my beliefs
You are on a pedestal.
I come back to it three hundred times a day,
Just to make sure you are still there.
Three hundred times a day
I lit candles:
For you,
For both of us,
For our fears,
For my hopes,
For our patience,
For my persistence,
For our sins,
For my inborn dreams,
For our past and my present;
Three hundred times a day
I kill my desire
To give up and let go:
Three hundred times a day
I free my passion
To tie myself to something else.
Unfortunately -
You are still my only companion,
And my only true escape
As you are the only one
To make me peaceful:
My soul,
Enlightened by three hundred candles.
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