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Remembering You

Remembering You

A ghostly flower blooming and withering,
(or blot) blinking with colors that strain to brightness,
to equal those of what were seen before;
fragments, with the music or plain utterances
attempting to be as loud (or as soft)
as what they really were...

But all in vain.

Blurred and ephemeral. Just for a haunting and fleeting...
Many times an unexpected visitor,
an intruder, inside...

What is complete and constant is that depressing spirit:

Void of form and details, yet lingering, encumbering,
dragging. Punctuated, highlighted,
by the thief that intermittently
gives, curses, and leaves

with a piece.

Chaos and Passion

Chaos & Passion

Chaos and Passion...
Both exist in this world...
With or without one...
It will all fall apart...
We need them as equals...
Even if we hate one of two...
But to enjoy life...
We sadly sure do
Fredrik Bergman
Born in 1980 and raised in a small town just outside the Swedish capital I could have been as ordinary as anyone else and to some extent I surely am, except that in my mid-30's I started to write down some thoughts and words that's been in my head for a couple of years and one after another different poems came to life. 


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