April is the month for poems, much as November is for novels. Poems give us hope and remind us of contact with nature, people, society and live.Life and all its colours, flavours, ups and downs.
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Sticks on the stream
Transparent stream
With the current flow
Fish watch , eyes stars
A curtain torn firmament
Countless stars
Hope in their light
Far away and long dead
Still seen by eyes
Swept away by the stream
If "days are where we live"
Nights are where we dream
Daring in the face of eternity
To scratch a life
In the sands of time.