The sun peeks out from your window room
Waking you up from your nightmare
You put your coat on, while imagining
The taste of your favourite black coffee
Outside the wind blows pretty hard
But you put a smile on your face
Cause the sun is there, with you, with us
Giving you warmth on a windy day
Making you smile on a windy day
And I’m standing here, alone
Watching you smile, watching you go, wondering
If I could ever be your sun — again
—DNP
Category: poetry
Stranger
Once I dreamt about being chased,
Being chased by a stranger
Inside of the dream I tried to run away,
Run away from him, from that stranger
And one day, a stranger told me that I —
In reality try to run away from that,
Try to avoid that, have a fear of that,
Which I once received from him,
Whom I once loved,
But is a stanger to me nowadays
He, who completely succeeded
To make me think that
Love is scary
— DNP