cora-chan - Hello Poetry

Brother, you are so lucky... To have a caring mother Someone who's always there for you.. I Never met my mother, you see... The times when you are lost I feel that your mother was so nervous And was happy when she saw you.. When I'm lost, no one looks for me, but i always find my way back home..alone. Every struggle and every pain, your mother Is always there to laugh and cry with you Brother, you are so lucky... Though, in every battle.. I fight it all alone I've seen how men conspired against you, I've been there too and I feel you.. Believe me, without a mother to comfort you, you have to cry yourself alone to sleep... Brother, you are so lucky.. That time when they wanted to **** you, drag you and hurt you She followed you, wept and felt every wounds they inflicted on you.. During the times you stumbled, she was there..she saw it all.. She suffered the pain most.. You see, in all your journey, she was there... But in all these, my brother, you are still lucky.. the time they nailed you on the cross and died, your mother was there to hug you.. all I wanted in my life is a hug from a mother...my mother...

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Dec 15, 2015

Dec 15, 2015 at 8:41 PM UTC

lucky

Brother, you are so lucky... To have a caring mother Someone who's always there for you.. I Never met my mother, you see... The times when you are lost I feel that your mother was so nervous And was happy when she saw you.. When I'm lost, no one looks for me, but i always find my way back home..alone. Every struggle and every pain, your mother Is always there to laugh and cry with you Brother, you are so lucky... Though, in every battle.. I fight it all alone I've seen how men conspired against you, I've been there too and I feel you.. Believe me, without a mother to comfort you, you have to cry yourself alone to sleep... Brother, you are so lucky.. That time when they wanted to **** you, drag you and hurt you She followed you, wept and felt every wounds they inflicted on you.. During the times you stumbled, she was there..she saw it all.. She suffered the pain most.. You see, in all your journey, she was there... But in all these, my brother, you are still lucky.. the time they nailed you on the cross and died, your mother was there to hug you.. all I wanted in my life is a hug from a mother...my mother...

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She bows her head everytime she works Patiently giving her everything She never stops until she achieves perfection Constantly shapes,molds and draws Her canvas are the mirrors of her soul She congratulates herself for a job well done And smiles from time to time Every genius must have a mother, This greatest artist who inspires Every greatest man on earth.. cora chan

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Jan 17, 2015

Jan 17, 2015 at 8:25 PM UTC

Solo artist

She bows her head everytime she works Patiently giving her everything She never stops until she achieves perfection Constantly shapes,molds and draws Her canvas are the mirrors of her soul She congratulates herself for a job well done And smiles from time to time Every genius must have a mother, This greatest artist who inspires Every greatest man on earth.. cora chan

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Naked he was, you clothed him Hungry he was, you fed him Cynical he was, you died for him Sinner he was, you believed in him Selfish he was, you shared everything Blind he was,you gave him light Ungrateful he was, you gave him the world Rich and proud he was, you made him a ruler Godless he was, you remained steadfast..

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Jan 3, 2015

Jan 3, 2015 at 8:23 AM UTC

Unsung

Naked he was, you clothed him Hungry he was, you fed him Cynical he was, you died for him Sinner he was, you believed in him Selfish he was, you shared everything Blind he was,you gave him light Ungrateful he was, you gave him the world Rich and proud he was, you made him a ruler Godless he was, you remained steadfast..

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A dreamer knows no bounds He slays dragons beyond his infinite horizon Dives into his gigantic waves of emotions And creates a mass of destruction The chaotic world of madness Like an untamed beast of forces Overwhelming struggles to reality Exploding secretly to eternity

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Jan 2, 2015

Jan 2, 2015 at 9:26 AM UTC

Beautiful insanity

A dreamer knows no bounds He slays dragons beyond his infinite horizon Dives into his gigantic waves of emotions And creates a mass of destruction The chaotic world of madness Like an untamed beast of forces Overwhelming struggles to reality Exploding secretly to eternity

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You are but a turmoil ...In my mind Like vast clouds Despising... Dark Elusive. A gust of wind looming From the horizon A mystery to unravel You are but a turmoil, I have yet to conquer... -cora chan-

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Sep 11, 2014

Sep 11, 2014 at 11:23 PM UTC

Turmoil

You are but a turmoil ...In my mind Like vast clouds Despising... Dark Elusive. A gust of wind looming From the horizon A mystery to unravel You are but a turmoil, I have yet to conquer... -cora chan-

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I love rain... Childhood memories Sweet innocence The fresh smell of rain Dew drops like crystals Fond memories of the past Raindrops,a heaven-scent Heaven sent from above I love you... Memories of you Your sweet innocent smile Your fragrant breath Like a fresh new life Your eyes sparkle like crystals Rain speaks of our memories Heaven sent me your love

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Sep 11, 2014

Sep 11, 2014 at 11:21 PM UTC

I love rain...I love you

I love rain... Childhood memories Sweet innocence The fresh smell of rain Dew drops like crystals Fond memories of the past Raindrops,a heaven-scent Heaven sent from above I love you... Memories of you Your sweet innocent smile Your fragrant breath Like a fresh new life Your eyes sparkle like crystals Rain speaks of our memories Heaven sent me your love

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Jigsaw puzzle Jumbled words Road to nowhere ...in Neverland Crooked path To hell and back Chaotic world ...an abstract LOVE,i can't fathom Unattainable emotions Elusive and hiding Dying embers of passion A mirage in the desert Too far to reach Scorching,burning... As I turn my back to leave -cora chan-

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Jun 9, 2014

Jun 9, 2014 at 7:27 PM UTC

Obscure

Jigsaw puzzle Jumbled words Road to nowhere ...in Neverland Crooked path To hell and back Chaotic world ...an abstract LOVE,i can't fathom Unattainable emotions Elusive and hiding Dying embers of passion A mirage in the desert Too far to reach Scorching,burning... As I turn my back to leave -cora chan-

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In the depths of my being Lay my soul hurt, scathed Wounded kept me tearing apart As I stood fix,eyes with fiery sight Longing for that battle to stop Deadly fangs bit me at last As i scamper,a wounded animal in the dark Opaque eyes,cylinder sky The glaring of the light Beyond these plight How will I get out On my enormous fight? Strange noises.blazing eyes Help me get out from this maze Counting stars my outnumbered days Free from hate,so I can rest...

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May 30, 2014

May 30, 2014 at 7:50 AM UTC

Hate

In the depths of my being Lay my soul hurt, scathed Wounded kept me tearing apart As I stood fix,eyes with fiery sight Longing for that battle to stop Deadly fangs bit me at last As i scamper,a wounded animal in the dark Opaque eyes,cylinder sky The glaring of the light Beyond these plight How will I get out On my enormous fight? Strange noises.blazing eyes Help me get out from this maze Counting stars my outnumbered days Free from hate,so I can rest...

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I want to paint a simple thing,a simple tree or perhaps a simple flower..but my hand doesnt oblige and that makes me wonder.Maybe it wants something special,something wonderful...But all i can see is a sketch of a man,the fine features,truly a genius stroke of a hand.I chose the color gray but my hand persisted anyway,it picked the neon green and i felt despair...I never wanted to complicate the canvass so i tore it into halves.But like a flick of a finger,my hand pick it up atlast.My hand which i didn't dare to trust,did a perfect job a marvelous task i laughed out loud when in it i recognized...the man in the canvass is you!! I'm surprised.

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May 25, 2014

May 25, 2014 at 9:14 AM UTC

color of you

I want to paint a simple thing,a simple tree or perhaps a simple flower..but my hand doesnt oblige and that makes me wonder.Maybe it wants something special,something wonderful...But all i can see is a sketch of a man,the fine features,truly a genius stroke of a hand.I chose the color gray but my hand persisted anyway,it picked the neon green and i felt despair...I never wanted to complicate the canvass so i tore it into halves.But like a flick of a finger,my hand pick it up atlast.My hand which i didn't dare to trust,did a perfect job a marvelous task i laughed out loud when in it i recognized...the man in the canvass is you!! I'm surprised.

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Care to know why or care to know how of why the life i trek and how the breathe i take are not the things i wish i'd make Dare to ask why or need to ask how of all the purest and simplest things and of all the glories i reap and sow are not the things i expect to know Want to gather your why's want to gather your how's my friend,here's what i'll tell and of all the how's and why's you'll ask it can never be told that's what it was.

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May 24, 2014

May 24, 2014 at 10:32 PM UTC

Misery

Care to know why or care to know how of why the life i trek and how the breathe i take are not the things i wish i'd make Dare to ask why or need to ask how of all the purest and simplest things and of all the glories i reap and sow are not the things i expect to know Want to gather your why's want to gather your how's my friend,here's what i'll tell and of all the how's and why's you'll ask it can never be told that's what it was.

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