A Delayed Feling...

What Would It Feel,

Life,

Being Drained Out From You?

If Life Is So Precious,

How Come It Can

Be Stripped Out From You

Just Like That?

(The Reader Snaps His/Her Fingers As He/She Reads The Last Line)

I Find It Interesting

To Realize

How Things

Are Related

To Eachother.

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Nighty Night

Of Poisoned Words,

Shining And Storming

Into My Mind.

Knowing...

Watching

Light, Night,

Sun, Fun,

Sky, Trees,

Bees…

These simple things

Can bring a smile on me.

They can change my day,

By simply appearing in the set of the play.

Music, a verse,

A word, a phrase…

Can change a mind,

A life, a moment,

And that is beautiful.

Our Interselves..

Choosing

What to think ?
What to feel ?
What to say ?
How to say it ?
How to feel it ?
How to think it ?
This is the beauty of humanity,
This is why is beautiful to live.
Because everyone is
unique
and we all have our thoughts,
our feelings,
our beliefs...
That's why we don't learn
all these, because we have them
inside us,
because no one can tell us
what to say,
what to feel
or what to believe in.
We are free to think,
to express ourselves, even though,
they tell us...
"that's bad"

Sorrow & Forgiveness...

What Has nature Become?

As He was Staring At The Woods,
He Saw Them Become,
Something He Never Thought Possible,
Humans Self-Destrucion Weapon.


Forgiveness

Facing The Great Flaming Dragon
He Took His Sword,
Let It On The Ground,
And Kneeled Before Him.
In Name Of All Mankind,
In Name Of Surrender,
In Name Of Forgiveness.




A Stony Age

A Man,
Made Of Stone,
Chained To Stare,
To Emptiness,
For All Eternity.

An Invitation To Freedom...

Of The Moment

I Want To Stop All This,
To Rest a Bit.
So Much Heat,
So Much Presure On Me.
I'm Oblige To Study,
Everything Would Be Cool
If I Could Decide What To Study
At School.
Everything's Wrong,
I Have No Way Out
I Need To Clear My Mind...





I Know
(Part 2)

Now that time has passed,
I've relized that I don't know enough...
I've learned, yes, but I have also pained.

Now I know how to be polite,
how to behave politically,
How not to offend.
Also
How To.

Now, I choose when to hold back,
sometimes to preserve myself,
sometimes, others.

I've learned how to show soul,
Vulnerability,
I'm not afraid of flaws anymore,
they quite perfect me.

Now, that time has passed I know
that no matter what,
I'll keep on...
Learning.
(anonymous)


An invitation for a drink

Come mosquito, come and bite.
Suck the blood, and then, please fly.
Make me itch and twitch, all right.
For tomorrow you will die.
(anonymous)

My More Than Friend...

Knowing You Was unexpected,
Meeting You Was Rushed.
Seeing YOu Was Charmed.
I Had The Best Time,
But Now Time Has To Pass For
It To Be Repeated.
But I Can Still Feel
Your Lips Over Mine,
Your Hand Becoming
One With Mine.
I Can Still Feel
My Heart Being Given
To You,
My Poetress.

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We Must Pay
Attention To The Thing
That Surrounds Us.
Appreciate The big And Little Things.
We Have To Start
Thinking About The Things
That We've Got,
And
Don't Want To Loose.
The Things We Love
And
Don't Want Them To End.
I'm thinking About It,
I'm Thinking Of You.

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Every Thing Is Moving So Fast,
'Till You Appear.
Things Stop,
And Time Frezees.
There You Are,
Smiling,
Moving,
Creating A Time New Time,
Your Time,
Our Time.

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I Can't Sleep.
You've Make That Impossible.
I Can Only Think Of You,
Your Lips, Your Nose,
Your Belly,
Your Eyes,
Your Hair,
Your Inter-being.
You And Only You
Are In My Mind.

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Was It A Dream?
It Was Too Good To be Truth.
I Feel the Same As I Did Before
Only Yor Lips Can
Convince Me It Was Real.
But,
Was It?

Simple Things...

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Log Weavin,
Leaves Shivering,
Music Emerging.
Oh Sacred Wind,
Don't Stop Blowing.
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It Beeps,
Stops,
Then It Beeps Again.
What,
Who Is Telling You To Beep?
It's Crazy And Evolved
The New World That We Live In.


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There You Are.
Wrinkled And Still.
Your Spongy Looks
And
Your Clumsy Jumps Annoy Me.
Leave,
You Wicked Frog.
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Everybody See Horns As Sign Of Danger,
Warning.
Not Me,
I See Them As A Chained Melody.
Imagine Various Horns,
Played At Different Time,
Imagine
Achieving Harmony.