It's a bird, no it's a kite
dream
close to me open
my eyes and let there be free,
for a wings
that surf neither stop
or come to see, and the beautiful sky
reaches to the clouds to attest
that its the bird
not the kite touches the wind, beneath
the wings
Hallelujah,
comes the sight that blinds the might,
as the strength cool the weak
and the brave harpoon the coward
to fight and win...
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The Hatching Season
droplets
wit nothing than a leaf
and the sun touches
the ground as the
worm waiting the birds
to catch
come little
thunderstorm and let
not the sun shine
its ray, the darkness
still want to
sleep and the firefly
want more to play
cool doesn't make
any sense, for even the
worm wants more to stay,
what makes a
tree grow when nothing
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A Cream In The Scoop
wise as maybe thou planted
yet! emptied for
other to grow, the ice in the making the
color of its dye
nothing has ever touch
the risen blooms
of the petal, for even the butterfly
smooth
the ground to its fully grown beautiful
flower
look as its grow, the hyacinth touches
the roots
to flow, find the dew only the moist have
it goes
be comfortable the morning is gone...
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Cut off my tongue
If nothing comes good of my lips,
full me back to where I seat,
If nothing happen for years past
of my age, take me back to where
I started
let me stumble my feet and hold
your arm, for I come with only my
hope and prayer that you will
always be in my side, listening and
letting my strength to touch your
delight of love forever
I have come to worship my Lord …..
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Amazing Horizon
placidly
stream flows go
to the sea of hope...... I will
always be waiting of
your
return...wonting
to feel the
inner passion of your Being......awaits and goes
no more
to the fading sun, as the star
in a memories of days, a minute
dawn the darkness side of your way....... always
hold and touch
my wings......
and i say stay with me..... till
i've gone in the
past of the
sun
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The Explosive Balloon
explosive needle trigger
the balloon
burst like eagle target the prey
and capture the hay,
something that
click the time gloom to loom
the moment to end
oh! come on
hold the fury of hate
quest the fume of death and look
up my day
who laugh the silent mood
for tomorrow's
dirt with doubt, never be the
beginning that ends
with vengeance than
to fraud
the darkness of
death
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The Unspoken Words
mum my lips, lifted like storm
show me the window and shall be
there to cry
move like cripple dung, shape that
smell foul, not a game to play
but gain to paint
oh! tell me and reveals what is real
nothing comes easy in the dust to play
paddle those canoe, for even the
wind brings dirt to rest
hold on each moment, the scattered
voice murmurs the wind and settles
down to lie...
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Dreaming At High Noon
i must have slept something escaped
and i do not remember what was it,
i feel empty inside, my chest feels like
nothing but air, and my mind feels like
and empty bag, and i want to go back
to certain beginnings like: what was it?
how did it really happen? why did it
happen the way it happened? i am
sleepy, and i am feeling so low, and
there you are naked, still teasing me.
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Truly you.....
heart
that never closes
the gate and the eyes
that feels the only
you in my
life dear
where
there is still the night
that calls
the sun to come, the
sweet tears
always fall to the
ground and live
for in you, life
in my dream comes
true
you
are the one
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Rocky pick
cliff
horn every step, as it
whistle the enduring flip
thou nothing left except the
falling clip, fall like nestle
bird seeing the water feet
drown me
like a kite in a distance land
as i will always stand; venture every
stream and throw like a wasted game
that gives me a rain, wait dear
winner celebrate the bang over
the the glorious plan
the rocky road has always make us
damn
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