Hi guys! Just to give you something extra, these poems were written in 2006 & 2007
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| Starry_Night_Over_the_Rhone by Vincent van Gogh (1853–1890) |
Love equals Magic
Like magic;
In his presence the sky turns into a piece of dark blue velvet,
In his presence the sky turns into a piece of dark blue velvet,
Bedecked with tiny colored diamonds,
And a silver sickle resting on the corner.
The same sickle -I believe- he used to harvest the fields of my heart with.
Anyway, in a wink of an eye a brook springs,
On the lofty balconies there are some plants raining Jasmine and Myrtles.
Those small white and yellow flowers dance merely with the number three;
For some wend surf,
And a silver sickle resting on the corner.
The same sickle -I believe- he used to harvest the fields of my heart with.
Anyway, in a wink of an eye a brook springs,
On the lofty balconies there are some plants raining Jasmine and Myrtles.
Those small white and yellow flowers dance merely with the number three;
For some wend surf,
others surf on the water,
but the rest are strewed around us.
Yet the amazement comes along with number two:
cause the night is still young and the eastern scents are increasing the charm!
FAB! if this is love I got only one thing left to say:
''This is my promised land
where I verily want to stay!!''
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but the rest are strewed around us.
Yet the amazement comes along with number two:
cause the night is still young and the eastern scents are increasing the charm!
FAB! if this is love I got only one thing left to say:
''This is my promised land
where I verily want to stay!!''
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| Gigantor |
STILL STANDING
Why everything is so wrong?
The world is going upside-down!
Yesterday was marvelous, and the same goes with the day before.
But my hope that was so wide!
Flickered today then died.
So now what? should I give it up and go?
Oh my poor heart, why your spirit is so low?
Oh well!
I guess tomorrow-as usual;
can stand another woe.
*****************************************************The world is going upside-down!
Yesterday was marvelous, and the same goes with the day before.
But my hope that was so wide!
Flickered today then died.
So now what? should I give it up and go?
Oh my poor heart, why your spirit is so low?
Oh well!
I guess tomorrow-as usual;
can stand another woe.
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| sad Hinata |
A Dismal Loss
Under a serene sky;
He is sitting on a deckchair outside his cottage,
The mild breeze fanning his dark hair.
A serene look;
on his brown dreamy eyes.
A serene smile;
lights his childlike features.
A serene feeling;
mingling inward with his free spirit.
IS HE AN AESTHETE IN A CONTEMPLATIVE MOOD?
PERHAPS!
But all I get from this sheer serenity;
Is A FRUSTRATING FEELING OF IGNORANCE.
Every day I hide in the long grass spying on him.
I am in the front seats, but he has and will never notice me.
He will remain in his ENDLESS SERENITY.
Remembering each member of the group.
The disputes and cordial times.
meanwhile;
MAROON ME ON SOME GODFORSAKEN ISLAND,
INHABITED BY A SINGLE EMBER HEADING FOR ASH,
AND A DISMAL LOSS OF DIGNITY.
He is sitting on a deckchair outside his cottage,
The mild breeze fanning his dark hair.
A serene look;
on his brown dreamy eyes.
A serene smile;
lights his childlike features.
A serene feeling;
mingling inward with his free spirit.
IS HE AN AESTHETE IN A CONTEMPLATIVE MOOD?
PERHAPS!
But all I get from this sheer serenity;
Is A FRUSTRATING FEELING OF IGNORANCE.
Every day I hide in the long grass spying on him.
I am in the front seats, but he has and will never notice me.
He will remain in his ENDLESS SERENITY.
Remembering each member of the group.
The disputes and cordial times.
meanwhile;
MAROON ME ON SOME GODFORSAKEN ISLAND,
INHABITED BY A SINGLE EMBER HEADING FOR ASH,
AND A DISMAL LOSS OF DIGNITY.
