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 Oct 2013 Tien - Tim
Tana Young
i close my eyes
my favorite classical slowly fades out
my eyelids move violently
i picture myself rocking back and forth  
hands folded

as I secretly listen to the music
my hands move with the sound of the violin
my feet move with the sound of the piano
and my heart soars with the composers

i try to open my eyes
i'm not rocking
my hands are still folded, tightly, stiff it seems now
my heart is still underground
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Poetry is the dress she always adorns herself,
the see-through floral patterns reveal her more-
than conceal, my eyes imbibe its aesthetics in the fraction-
of a moment and to tell the truth, they are thankful.
Poetic is her walk, her rhythmically swaying buttocks-
subtly speak by allusion of genetic possibilities vast;
in her movement's poetry  my lineage would be safe.
Her lips part, the warmth, ruddy pout and perfect shape suggest
her sensual love making  wound be both tender and swirling
like the  poetic feeling, an image unleashes to overpower me to surrender.
Poetry makes its essence look like a fine silvery glint
in those deep eyes, that have a sensual droop in the eyelids.
Arrows straightly directed to my tender heart, from the bow of her chest
contrary to the normal, creates a cadence, poetic utmost !
She is,  nothing but poetry in motion, rooted in beauty's repository,
that never will fully drain,  even if the most she makes her own  often.
 Oct 2013 Tien - Tim
Rachel Ueda
We should know
That there's both
Good and bad
In a rich man
And a poor lad

We should have acceptance
Not judgement on
Religion and skins pigment

We shouldn't worry about
Your book smarts
But instead the kindness
In your heart

Maybe then we'll
Realize we are the same
And end our ego's
Foolish game.
 Oct 2013 Tien - Tim
Rachel Ueda
Is it true
That if I wish to love you
Eventually I'll loathe you too?

Is it true
All my prayers
Just fill up empty air?

Is it true
Life is a grand game
Only won with the cost of pain?

Is it true
That you are I
And I are you?

Is it true
That the truth
Is never true?
 Oct 2013 Tien - Tim
Kay
Love&Hate
 Oct 2013 Tien - Tim
Kay
I feel the hate
boiling up inside
and want to rip your heart out
like you did to mine
I want to yell
until it rumbles
and rattles your body
til it crumbles
But at other times
I feel the love
swelling up in my chest
through my veins like a drug
I want to stare at your face
and stroke your hair
to go back to the place
where we were a perfect pair
I am battling between
my love and my hate
and I wish I could just feel

nothing.
 Oct 2013 Tien - Tim
Jeremy Bean
Some things just cant be replaced
the look
the smell
the touch
the taste
Some things cant be rediscovered
by flocking to the arms of others
This rampage does me little good
although I knew it never would
it is more vengeance
than it is closure
from the days I used to hold her.
 Oct 2013 Tien - Tim
Traveler
So familiar these roads I travel
But where does reason lead
Now concrete which once was gravel
That's all that remains of my beliefs...

The mysterious remains as is
A ghost of a chance I may be right
There's more to ponder obsessively
Upon my bed late at night...
Use more then once

Traveler Tim
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