I
Envy
When the autumn leaves break,
fall from the branches into the vait.
Suddenly I get a chest pain, just like
melancholy.
The bareness of autumn trees,
Blue sky observes your eyes.
Your absence hurts and hurts..
Like a bone clearing on the wet.
Thinking becomes exhausting,
like wind or storm.
Merged with the golden ones hair,
under the emerald' s necklace,
Oh, I envy that idea.
The wind when it touches you.
Biography
Brixhilda Dede was born in Korça
(Albania) but currently lives in Thessaloniki, Greece.
She is the author of four books.
Recently, she will be presented to
the readers with her new novel "Feniks", which is currently being
published Brixhilda Dede has completed her higher studies in food engineering,
but she has had her passion for writing since she was young.
The beginnings of the writings hat
she had were songs for children, and then the lyrics of Korça serenades
followed.
She has written in many genres, but is
especially devoted to prose and poetry.
'Oh, I envy that idea.
ReplyDeleteThe wind when it touches you.'----So lovely poetic expression !Hearty congratulations !