A #Mosaic in the sky
A emblem in disguise
With each material
A story of imperial
One by one
No meaning is found
As a whole
The truth unfolds
Dr Docteur Bernard Croteau thoughts
Poetry, calm, unwind
A #Mosaic in the sky
A emblem in disguise
With each material
A story of imperial
One by one
No meaning is found
As a whole
The truth unfolds
So cold
The wind is bitting
My hands, my soul
Are freezing
I’m trying
To keep walking
But the pain
Is excruciating
The night
Is coming soon
But no one
Will make it through
Clouds in the valley
A river sleeping
Trees are waiting
What will the wind say?
Please take care of us
Please respect us
For at least another day
Or eternity
Thousand shades of red
Falling from the trees
Nothing else is left
But sadness and beliefs
I’ve always wondered
Why so many fees
A little white top
Afar waits for my feels
A tunnel of hope
Reflections on the ground
Messages to cope
Human majesty to be found
Can you see the light
Feel the passion
Embracing the mind
Kissing with compassion
A wave deep and powerful
Cleaning all the debris
Street and squares desertful
Vying for empathy
As we approach
A tower watching us
Fiery skies above
Nobody’s had our trust
Five white lines
Blazing fast cars
A man standing by
The weight of a thousand stars
Windows reflecting
A message of light
A brand new beginning
Life as started the fight
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Millions of lights
Each with a story
Across the city lines
Eternal beauties
Horns and neon
What are they hiding
Towers and bridges
Where is this ending
In the middle of the night
Driving toward the end of the world
A little of snow
A little bit of slinking
Dangerous curves
Dire sights
Facing headlights
Wondering where they are coming from
An endless chasm
No turning back
The road behind
Doesn’t exist anymore
Crisp and frightening black
There is no light no more.
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When I wake up
It’s too late
I starred my life so forth
Glissades from a gate
Sad consideration apart
An abundance of thoughts
A cascade from afar
Off the edge of plots
Trying to clear them
Healing the cancer
Why suicidal themes
Can’t be the answer