Meadow flooded with gray
leaving sheep astray
Blue sea turns blue
'tis the loneliest place i ever knew
Blood shed above east
This cold wind is but the least
a mending ground from shake can feel
after on its chest, sharp thorns dwell
This poem tries to draw a lovely curve
on world's face I almost cursed
it writes lines of pretense-blurred
with wicked borrowed force
'tis failure, the service I don't get
but frowning is never to make a face of regret
'coz everything that's left is just vanity
I don't care anymore, this poem kills me
Monday, February 17, 2014
Moving On
Pain is my fuel
but I am still
Time pushes hard
Pulled back by love we had
Today I'll keep the same promise
that tomorrow will be demise
of this insanity
that keeps me living secretly
It'll be gone
It'll be gone
How, what, when then frown
It's still you
Oh! Why still you?
This silly truth drags me down.
Full Moon
I can see your beauty painted on the sky
your sheen that hovers over my soul
your coldness that embraces me with all warmth
your silence that causes this deafening beat
You're far
but these eyes will forever be yours
You'll fall
Maybe when my dreaming beckon
Oh! Breathtaking full moon...
Monday, February 3, 2014
SYMPHONY
Notes of love and regrets
Rhyming and discord
slow beat of my heart
calls for your attention
out of tune this old piano sing
with my fingers aching
once you held these hands
once this song is ours
Where is the promise we made?
the music we shared
was your heart has been deafen?
can you still hear mine calling?
soft tone, like a lullaby
I wanna sleep, or may be die…
Rhyming and discord
slow beat of my heart
calls for your attention
out of tune this old piano sing
with my fingers aching
once you held these hands
once this song is ours
Where is the promise we made?
the music we shared
was your heart has been deafen?
can you still hear mine calling?
soft tone, like a lullaby
I wanna sleep, or may be die…
SHE
She smiles so wonderful
just like a baby in a crib
or an angel in the sky
like a paradise on land
Her voice is soft
like my mothers lullaby
like a silk on my skin
or a peaceful summer breeze
She is just perfect
her hair, her body, her face
her talking, walking and laughing
everything!
how i wish she was mine
…until now,
cause she had just been once
my princess,
just like a baby in a crib
or an angel in the sky
like a paradise on land
Her voice is soft
like my mothers lullaby
like a silk on my skin
or a peaceful summer breeze
She is just perfect
her hair, her body, her face
her talking, walking and laughing
everything!
how i wish she was mine
…until now,
cause she had just been once
my princess,
( i miss you)
SOMETIMES
Sometimes it’s not the answers
that makes the question wrong
It’s the interpretation
moreover the comprehension
when world are blinded by fact
Fact that is determined by eyes
Justice often lack
for sight are blotched with lies
Things in this world are variables
they can be right or they can’t be
and people are but prejudices
and community’s malady
Why do people need to walk on bended knees,
with their palm together?
when they know that that humanities
is more than what our savior bears
Vhafnire says:
This world is a place of uncertainty
LOVE: THE OTHER WAY AROUND
TURNING AROUND
Goodbye
think we’re done
yet I’m afraid
to see the next dawn
alone
so like a a new moon
expect me home
when dusk fired on west
I will come to you
so hear my chest’s
Hello
think we’re done
yet I’m afraid
to see the next dawn
alone
so like a a new moon
expect me home
when dusk fired on west
I will come to you
so hear my chest’s
Hello
WHY?
I wonder why do they have to close their eyes
whenever their lips touch
I wonder why there is a spark
in love’s every touch
I wonder why of all the words
“I love you” has been very special
I wonder why it feels so magical
when you are just beside me
I wonder why my mind don’t have any answer
and why these questions are so queer
I wonder…
I wonder why there is a spark
in love’s every touch
I wonder why of all the words
“I love you” has been very special
I wonder why it feels so magical
when you are just beside me
I wonder why my mind don’t have any answer
and why these questions are so queer
I wonder…
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