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ENGLISH POETRY
reality
Are they real, the lies and the spoken words.
the ones that sneak through your memory in broken chords,
they haunts your dreams and prick your skins,
they fill your hell with thoughtful sin.
they sleep through you in striking lashes,
Breaking the eyes in disguised flashes,
the beauty of the real is lying so straight,
for us to see it, is not the fate
those he eavenly worlds that hide the truth
will never bear the death of youth,
they can have the heart, but not the mind
but so many have become strictly blind.
They cannot see where their bleeding screams
pull and torture them in the dark drams,
because liking to think that the world is real
puts the past in the misery of seal.
the time is so sacred, but never so sure
past, present or future will have closed doors,
we can only survive in what is truly real
that which we, in this reality can never feel.
unrealized
dream
i don't know.
i don't know what i am...
A fading flower?
A dry tree?
A cold sigh?
A fountain of grief?
Or... an incomplete wish?
I don't know.
But...
but! sometimes i feel
I m like dew
Inside swaying daffodils
Or like a moth
burning in the heat of a candle.
Maybe...
maybe! i m an unrealized dream.
Narcissus flowers
A long time has passed
since i separated from you.
Now i have
Forgotten all things.
The past seems like a dream.
But!
Even now whenever
Narcissus flowers bloom...
My fingers rapturously
begin to scratch the wounds of memories.......
miss
you much
I miss you much
whenever i m alone
when nobody is with me
i think and think,
About my those days
Which i spent with you
How beautiful were those days
In which
we met.
i like you
because you are talkative
I like you
because of your smile
That smile
Which made us friends
And
laid the foundation
of our love.
We met again and again
We smiled again and again
And our love.
Grew even more and more
From that day
Till today
Our love has grown fully
that is why
I miss you
In silent hours
whenever i am alone.
WIND
when wind blows
Brings the messages of hope
and fragrance flows
from door to door
and heart to heart
Open the secret and shows
The lesson of the flowers
Merely stops the one
As it, only knows
Not the out look and the voice
But the smell it owes
Pressure and ponder
if it slows.
MY
FRIEND
Blessed i feel with you around
Happy i feel at the sight of you.
You have washed my sorrow always.
like gentle waves of the ocean blue.
You are like a flower so sweat, so blue
That are take delight in you.
I forgot my self when i think of you.
So sincere, so loving and so true.
You smile your innocence combine
To make you so sublime.
To lose you i will feel i have lost.
The greatest gift of life.