half-dream - Hello Poetry

The color of my dreams My favorites converse, Songs that move me, My letters without time The color of my scarf, My hand drawn clouds, My locked heart, My watch without hours, My favorite bag, My sincere words.

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Aug 16, 2014

Aug 16, 2014 at 11:50 PM UTC

Violet

The color of my dreams My favorites converse, Songs that move me, My letters without time The color of my scarf, My hand drawn clouds, My locked heart, My watch without hours, My favorite bag, My sincere words.

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Remember me When you discover You're careless for the world Visible to me, Remember me, When your ways become complex you regret you lost your way back to my hand, Remember me, When you become an expatriate When you become cold, When you become lonely, While you become an empty heart, When you don't have anything from this world Except your memories with me, I would leave you on the same road that you intend to leave me.

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Aug 16, 2014

Aug 16, 2014 at 11:49 PM UTC

Remember Me

Remember me When you discover You're careless for the world Visible to me, Remember me, When your ways become complex you regret you lost your way back to my hand, Remember me, When you become an expatriate When you become cold, When you become lonely, While you become an empty heart, When you don't have anything from this world Except your memories with me, I would leave you on the same road that you intend to leave me.

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In my heart, Your faces is much different from what they look. In my heart, A barefooted homeless child Dancing in the streets where the rain does not stop. In my heart, There is a kid who is never tired from racing the moon. In my heart, An old man dipping his finger in the loneliness.. While he is tasting it bitterly. He knows it's his only salvation. In my heart, A sterile woman smiling as she hear the heartbeat of children singing to her in paradise. In my heart, A strong girl still dreaming, In my heart, A weak girl is hiding her eyes, When she contemplate the reality of the world.

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Aug 16, 2014

Aug 16, 2014 at 11:47 PM UTC

In My Heart!

In my heart, Your faces is much different from what they look. In my heart, A barefooted homeless child Dancing in the streets where the rain does not stop. In my heart, There is a kid who is never tired from racing the moon. In my heart, An old man dipping his finger in the loneliness.. While he is tasting it bitterly. He knows it's his only salvation. In my heart, A sterile woman smiling as she hear the heartbeat of children singing to her in paradise. In my heart, A strong girl still dreaming, In my heart, A weak girl is hiding her eyes, When she contemplate the reality of the world.

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Your eyes are like Tow diamond earrings But they took up the worries of the world Those eyes are too precious To swim in sea of sorrows I would like to carry your worries To see them dance in joy How can I do it? If I was the source of their misery Those eyes were always sad for me And stayed up all the night for my upbringing Those eyes were closed for my comfort And it opened to hug me Those eyes were my rainy sky Whenever I was sick Those tears burns my heart Those eyes are more expensive than diamond I wish to kiss them And sallow all their pain.

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Aug 15, 2014

Aug 15, 2014 at 6:25 PM UTC

Your Eyes

Your eyes are like Tow diamond earrings But they took up the worries of the world Those eyes are too precious To swim in sea of sorrows I would like to carry your worries To see them dance in joy How can I do it? If I was the source of their misery Those eyes were always sad for me And stayed up all the night for my upbringing Those eyes were closed for my comfort And it opened to hug me Those eyes were my rainy sky Whenever I was sick Those tears burns my heart Those eyes are more expensive than diamond I wish to kiss them And sallow all their pain.

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Writing is our refuge, Where we tell the truth Without being judged, From the moment you hold the pen, Your soul flies to the space, You liberate your wounded soul, You write about love.. And you feel it, Without being forced to practice it realistically, You write about your grief and sadness A stranger would read your words And share your grief. Writing is our life, Writing is our third lung to breath Writing is our escape from our beloved people. Writing is our friend when everyone leave us.

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Aug 8, 2014

Aug 8, 2014 at 3:15 PM UTC

To Breath Is To Write

Writing is our refuge, Where we tell the truth Without being judged, From the moment you hold the pen, Your soul flies to the space, You liberate your wounded soul, You write about love.. And you feel it, Without being forced to practice it realistically, You write about your grief and sadness A stranger would read your words And share your grief. Writing is our life, Writing is our third lung to breath Writing is our escape from our beloved people. Writing is our friend when everyone leave us.

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I promised my diary. I will only use black pen, When I would write nice. Slowly without rushing. As the sentences with the speed of light going through my mind I can not find my black pen. As much my brain loves to think about today. I can't write tonight. I get up from my chair, I'm throwing my words in the trash pack up my sentence. I say the same thing anyway. Nothing change. Everything is the same.

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Aug 8, 2014

Aug 8, 2014 at 3:14 PM UTC

Blank Page

I promised my diary. I will only use black pen, When I would write nice. Slowly without rushing. As the sentences with the speed of light going through my mind I can not find my black pen. As much my brain loves to think about today. I can't write tonight. I get up from my chair, I'm throwing my words in the trash pack up my sentence. I say the same thing anyway. Nothing change. Everything is the same.

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How can I carry your worries And spite it away from you How can I hold you And make my arms iron shield that protects you from any harm. How can I make from my speeches roses To steal the thorn in your chest. How can I make my voice With no tune, nor sound only whispering your love How can I see your eyes And hug you with my heart How can I see your smile and ignore your sad glances. How can I make you see that the pulse of my heart beats only for you! How can I heal you from Your illness with my eyes before my hands. How can I sow hope in your heart like you planted it in my childhood How can I regain your stolen childhood, I cannot swallow all of your pain Like you absorbed mine. In your heart you built my refuge. In your chest you swallowed all of my pain With your both hands, You protected me from the world With your tongue you sang the sweetest words. You kissed me with your eyes. I never knew love, I didn't see love anywhere, I saw it in your touch I saw it in your affection I saw it in your tender I could make my lap your home! I can make my eyes your guard, It blinks only for your satisfaction. I can make the pulse of my heart Your safety song. I can carry you on my back and Walk on the thorns As you always did for me. But do not stop me From sensing the warmth of your speech I don't want to see you in sorrow I want your pain to be replaced with hope I want to replace your sadness into happiness..

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Jul 29, 2014

Jul 29, 2014 at 12:23 PM UTC

To My Dearest Mother

How can I carry your worries And spite it away from you How can I hold you And make my arms iron shield that protects you from any harm. How can I make from my speeches roses To steal the thorn in your chest. How can I make my voice With no tune, nor sound only whispering your love How can I see your eyes And hug you with my heart How can I see your smile and ignore your sad glances. How can I make you see that the pulse of my heart beats only for you! How can I heal you from Your illness with my eyes before my hands. How can I sow hope in your heart like you planted it in my childhood How can I regain your stolen childhood, I cannot swallow all of your pain Like you absorbed mine. In your heart you built my refuge. In your chest you swallowed all of my pain With your both hands, You protected me from the world With your tongue you sang the sweetest words. You kissed me with your eyes. I never knew love, I didn't see love anywhere, I saw it in your touch I saw it in your affection I saw it in your tender I could make my lap your home! I can make my eyes your guard, It blinks only for your satisfaction. I can make the pulse of my heart Your safety song. I can carry you on my back and Walk on the thorns As you always did for me. But do not stop me From sensing the warmth of your speech I don't want to see you in sorrow I want your pain to be replaced with hope I want to replace your sadness into happiness..

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