let us remember
tie our navels end to end
umbilical dreams
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2021
let us remember
tie our navels end to end
umbilical dreams
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2021
Nobody saw how special she was
Nobody valued her qualities
Nobody realised her strengths,
Nobody comprehend her speech.
Some people think she was too old to be young.
Some people was sure of that.
Some people wanted to take off her peace.
But peace was her second name.
It was her. Herself.
She wasn’t more special than anybody. She was just different.
Life made her this way
and
she didn’t know how to be like the others.
While she was walking, thinking, reading …
people …. People was living.
Leaving her alone because they couldn’t understand her.
She was not the best company to celebrate because she wasn’t the happier.
She was a desired company in bed but she prefered to be bad.
While people was having a hangover… She was sleeping and
dreaming
dreaming she was vomiting diamonds.
by NATH-B-SIDE
© All rights reserved 2020
sleepy headed youth
lives in mawkish, dreamy fog
nearly wets his pants
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2020
hands full of fool’s gold
head full of idiot dreams
heart full of vain hopes
what on earth do i live for…
hello, i am a poet
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2020
a tired boot lies on the sill
hangs out its tongue like an old dhole
snores and twitches a dirty sole
with a dried-on daffodil
it dreams of untrodden routes
long forest walks, steep mountain trails
and how it tells bedtime tall tales
to gaped-in-awe puppy-boots
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2018