Words
They’re coming and going
They’re flying around
By words of two tongues
I've been carried away
The Earth, the Existence
The Love and the Faith
They all, when pronounced
Just mechanical waves
The words are my colors
The mind is my brush
I put in the painting
So much of my heart
Two different languages
Different shades
How match them together
In beautiful art
We blessed and we cursed
We involved and belong
My friend, we inhabit
Incredible world
To name the events
To pronounce our thoughts
To paint on the canvas
Where colors are words
© Copyright 2016 Anna Kozlenko
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