Poems by Mónika Tóth

Poems by Mónika Tóth


You are sweeter than honeydew
Dedicated my sweet Romanian friend Vasile

I confess

the truth is

Your eyes truly work of Art.

i confess

The truth is

Your smile like a beautiful poem


I confess

The truth is

you are sweeter then honeydew

i adore you


My pen

My pen is my needle
My pen is my joy
My pen is my sadness
My pen is my unhappiness
My pen is my sorrow
My pen is my everything


My heart

My heart a cup,
You shattered it.
I am sad
i cry like a child


The words

The words fall to the floor…
I love you.
I need you.
I love you endlessly.
You are my life.
You are my universe.
The words fall to the floor…
I hate how it was all a game to you


I cannot breath

I look at you
and I feel that
I cannot breath
love is magic.
I love again
I listen the song of heart
life is wonderful
I lose my mind


my desk

I don’t have a pencil.
I don’t have any paper.
My desk is wobbly.
I don’t know what to write about.


the leaves

The leaves are cool to the touch,
and pull away from my fingers
in a neighing breeze.

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