Vasil Marku Biography

On this first day, you breathed your last air
Resurrected with the face of freedom, never lost
By fighting the rulers of darkness, just fair
To live and die with your highest blood's cost.
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It is a scorcher waiting time…
Under the shadow of your name
I count the grains of sand
That stealthily escapes throw my fingers …
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Arches, arches, arches
Arches of lips, palates, eyes, eyebrows
Arches of hearts, minds, kisses,
Indignities, obedience’s,
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Just for a word...
I ran after you, like butterflies after light
You ran and I ran...Oh God,
Do not leave my feet fall in a word
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A soft rain is falling down across my brain
And the time of thoughts, it's lightning
A piece of heaven runs out, and still I know
The tired clouds rain on tears...
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