Music Matters
Sad rylics meet bright straight melody.
Sour feeling wounds up and off of heart.
I have never been told to love,
and I wonder where it comes from.
At the same time, I start to feel the meaning of loneliness, remembering the way your laugh makes me happy.
Being in love is very busy, I hate it! !
But I like the music when I think about you.
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Your Box
Life must be of treasure box full of unexpectation.
whenever anything comes along
improvise as you feel it
and make others around you warmed up
and learn who you are, what you are and what they like from the chemistry
and also
you have got to be brave to deceive your enemies
with your health and smile
Have your treasure box full of your pleasure
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Tea With Me
three beats a tempo
three steps a tempo
I sing Love Is Just Around The Corner
how cozy it is on the street
three words a tempo
three notes a tempo
you answer to it with a smile
that is how you nod off key sound
unexpectedly good timing at this corner
I run into you
it seems this is my day or ours
either way it doesn't matter
what it is
we are together today
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Softly
I like it starting with piano-solo that makes me feel easy
gently your voice comes along like ill-wind which comes smiling
air vibrates as if I were making it
kiss appears in the lyrics
I try to hide my feelings
string storm stands stronger becomes your voice
feeling myself naked with my chest wide open
twirling........twirling.........
force my heart still in the air
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I'm 39 Years Old
For all I know about rules to live
I make myself belive my real life is a fiction
All the hard feelings with me are invisible
They don't actually exist
I don't look at people just as I expect them to be
I will let them free
I try to make every day of mine sound like a comed
I put a little belief in the people I like a lot
A little, that is important
because life is a gift, after all
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Journey As Zen
No use of sensing and experiencing taste, colors and misery
as long as you just open a book.
When you get ready to accept whatever will happen,
that will bring taste, colors, harmony,
slope to go up and down
tea you will get served
flavors
feelings
interaction
and
appriciation.
All those things come across on your mind, and then your life embarks for zen journey that will never be ending.
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Childhood Is Forever
what children remember now is solid forever
let's have it considered and protected
they learn one after another that is always something new
they accept all those things with bare-hearts
and they sort those out with little ones
adults are animals who tend to have forgotten what their nature are like
so let's not forget children need to go back to places where they can learn peacefully
they must go home
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Art Lives Around You
You are a gallery itself.
You show spring visiting with taking off a jacket.
Wind crushes against a cotton shirt.
Your feet with pedicure and flip-flops shine on summer afternoon.
You tell fall with a dark brown knit
A heavy coat covers you baring a simple smile that makes me warmed up.
A flame is ignited.
Art lives around you.
Dear people, flowers just around the corner, and skies I look up to
You are art itself
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Blue Warmth
blue and cold as it looks
it is actually warm when I touch it
old picture
blue and cold as it looks
I don't know if there will be another place warm to come around
you were becoming my heart pillar
that was turning to routine
that seemed to be going away under the thunder in the clear sky
I have been blank under the circumstances
but I trust myself graduating from you someday
I cannnot but thank you
I am trying to accept this for now
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Thoughts On A Clear Day
I don't want to see myself forever
it must be dull, I feel too rich to live
I always think of why I was born
standing on the shore
looking far
I don't know if I am capable of loving others
I feel it too strict
I always have wanted to be an animal
fighting
getting
and searching meals
I hate to meet people who are judgemental
they become like that
because they must be afraid of changes
even though they make shadows that bother somebody else
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