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No Colour Nightmare

by Matteo Pierobon about a year ago in sad poetry
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March 8th

No Colour Nightmare
Photo by Nicholas Kwok on Unsplash

I've saw freedom,

then it passed,

as I was watching,

looking me up.

I've the fear of something,

I don't know what,

but as true as it is,

it makes me stay down,

once more,

wanting to wait.

This pain is strong,

undisclosed and unseen,

a nightmare with no colour,

a land full of sand,

a land with no more dreams.

Where have I to go now,

to fought the enemy I know,

as I don't see what it is,

I fear to be lost.

One more time I'll go and search,

I need this answer,

as much I need air.

sad poetry

About the author

Matteo Pierobon

Just a man in a mission.

Studying nuclear aerospace applications by day,

dreaming in the arts by night,

living in a contrast between me, my dreams and my destiny

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