I will NOT surrender to you O’ Devil

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Satisfied, as usual,

To sit clumsily with my funny socks

On the yellow patterned sofa.

Like a coward soldier

Who retells hysterically the story

Of the victory

He didn’t share in.

Like a pathetic gambler

Who doesn’t have anti-jinx pills

For his stripy luck

That is sometimes black

And sometimes white.

 

Waited, as usual,

With shiver and concealed joy

The ending of the fireworks attack

With shudder and bundle of sighs

The ending and the beginning

Of the Hidden Counter Time.

 

A New Foggy Day,

Will maliciously intend to visit me.

Hello, No…

You are not welcomed.

Don’t visit me.

I will close my door tightly.

I want to see no guests.

You are not allowed to seep into my soul.

You are not allowed to destroy what’s left of me.

You are not allowed to knock me down.

You are not allowed to use your forked deformed tongue.

You are not allowed to create your poisonous words.

I will NOT surrender to you O’ Devil.

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