Poems by Mónika Tóth

Poems by Mónika Tóth
I see you
Dedicated my best Roamanian friend Vasile
I see you
for a moment,
beauty wanders the world.
Your words
Early morning
The cloud smiled at me
Your words are music to my ears
I sigh
I sigh
moonless night
my hands in my pockets
i walk alone
i miss you.
I sigh
one day
One day you decide
Get out of my life
The disappointment
Licks my face
I cry like a child
no title
I’m never alone
With books as my constant friends
I’m always at home.
snow angel
tiny snow angel
snowflakes kiss your red cheeks
white winter beauty
you catch me
you catch me
in your smile
a moment of swaying happiness
You left me
You left me
The petals are wilting
The roses are fading
My heart is filled with sadness
My soul is filled with bitterness
Solitude is sweet melody every minute
The world is beautiful
Roses look at us
The pen slips out of my hand
I am happy
Today the sky is bluer
I adore you
Dedicated to Vasile
I adore you
You are there
every day
in my strawberry heart
You tells me
You tells me
What i am thinking
I love you more and more
Your goodness
dedicated my best Romanian friend Vasile
Your personality is unmatched
Your goodness is the poetry
Every day
I am hungry for your friendship
God bless you
You and me
In your eyes of the hurricane
In my eyes of the tsunami
You and me beautiful pair
I am never alone
I am never alone
With books as my constant friends
I am always at home.
I can see
Dedicated my best and sweet friend Vasile
I can see the universe in your eyes
and it is beautiful
I adore with all my heart and soul
I am glad,
nice to meet you
Dedicated my nice Romanian friend Vasile
I write your name
into my veins
beauty fills my heart
I am glad, nice to meet you
You left me
You left me
The winter breathes on me
I am sorrow
The sun
The sun smiled at me.
Flowers dancing.
Your words are music to my ears.
In silence
I can hear our hearts
I think it is
you are
You are the hope
You are the hope
in all my dreams,
the inspiration
in all that I do,
in that which I achieve.
the human..
A stripped cold feeling
The human empty shells shown
One dark angel weeps
that is love
yellow or brown
white or black
it doesn’t matter
more than colors
more than words
that is love
that is love
like hot chocolate
burns my tongue-
sweet pain
I bleed
dedicated my nice turkish friend
every day
I bleed silently..
I miss you
So lonely
Only the diary knows
My pain

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