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" Give me new Phoenix wings to fly at my Desire " John Keats
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My English Poems

Dark deserts of the soul I' ve seen,
forgotten lands of mind
desperately searching for a place,
where I' ll be free and time
is kind to my memory and helps me to forget,
that all that I was looking for,
I haven' t found it yet.

The realms of beauty I had seen,
have vanished in the sand,
for what I' ve fought will never be,
for what I' ve made a stand,
why is it that all disappears,
in time, out of my mind,
the traces I' ve been following,
do reach the final line.

© Hans-Jörg Bohm
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