staring mirror
an unknown face
unknown wrinkles
an unknown race
years have crusted
around my eyes
sculptures of the
edge of my mouth
my every fault's
become a stone
this lonely house
is now my home
staring myself
tired and scared
faded shadow
there's nothing else
Tükörben
tükör a falon
egy idegen arc
idegen ráncok
egy idegen harc
szememben lassan
gyűltek az évek
szobrásza lett mind
szám szegletének
hibáim szótlan
kövekké váltak
belaktam rég a
magányos házat
önmagam tükre
riadt szánalom
nincs semmi más csak
egy árny a falon
The photos were taken years ago. The palace is currently under reconstruction,
but its amazing park is visitable.
I'll share some photos of the park next time... :-)
Festetics Palace, Dég
The photos were taken years ago. The palace is currently under reconstruction,
but its amazing park is visitable.
I'll share some photos of the park next time... :-)
Beautiful ceiling, but...OH, the eyes!
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Deletebeautiful poem dear Edit!
ReplyDeletetime runs like ruthless horse and leaves the mark of his steps on our face
each wrinkle tells the story of our faults and achievements
Thank you very much, my dear friend! ♥
Deleteloved the photos ,i would love to see more my friend!
ReplyDeleteThank you, dear Baili! I hope you will like the next ones too. :-)
DeleteLovely mirror . Great design.
ReplyDeleteThank you! :-)
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