@tibianchini
1 year ago
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Yesterday
I didn't write anything yesterday.
(Did it not? I'll look...)
Yeah, I didn't write anything.
But nothing says a lot.
A busy day, a hard day,
A day without words worth a paper
A day's rest,
When the thought decided to take time off,
And go visit some relatives in the past.
Nothing says much: no strong emotions
No need to overflow
A half-full, half-empty day, like a glass.
I didn't write anything yesterday.
And it seems that everything went routinely well
And it seems that everything was in its proper place
Ah! But, no, life is whirlwind.
The intensity of the world just wasn't greater
That my inner intensity!...
No, yesterday would be a book,
But this one, I'm not up to writing.
Yesterday will not be recorded or forgotten.
I didn't write anything yesterday - and I'm glad.
But I expressed myself in other ways,
Who was most needed.
Yesterday I reviewed pasts and planned futures.
Yesterday I felt, loved, smiled and cried
I just didn't write yesterday. But I ended up exhausted.
Let's leave yesterday in the past.
What will I have to write?
Today?