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Maloi Jun 2016
Landscaping the heart
How far have I got
Too many obstacles
is there more I have to tackle?

A lot of heartache
That has lead to vindication
Give me some reason
To get off season

Like droning bees in my ear
It feels like I have to tear
The vivacity in my body
Will someone take it back even if its somebody?

When will I acquiesced
The insurmountable agony
Hoping that the end
is not a poignant story
It's for the author who wrote one of a fan fiction that I read, it is really great and indeed not a poignant story
Maloi Jun 2016
He knows me
I know him
We’re best friend
For me it has no end

I like the way he smile
And reveal his crescent eyes
The way he laughed is like a lullaby
Soothe my ears that will not pass by

He smiles like a kid
But cares for me like a freak
He’s not that tall
But his shoulder is fit to my head at all.

I’m glad that I have him
Because he’s always there
But this feeling that I kept
Is like a bomb ready to escape

I will not sacrifice our friendship
Even my ship will sink
Is he still Mr. Know-it-All or
Mr. Know-nothing-at-All
  Jun 2016 Maloi
Stephan
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I saw her walking down the path,
then leaning on this tree
I wondered if she just might like
to be up here with me

I said, “come on, it’s nice up here”
She said, “I like the ground”
I yelled, “the view is very clear,
I can see for miles around”

She said, “but here the grass is green,
the flowers at my eye
I could not see these wondrous things
from up there in the sky”


“This tree is old, this branch is strong,
it easily holds the weight
I’ve been up here an hour or so
I’m sure that it won’t break”

“Oh that’s not it, my climbing friend,
that is not it at all
I do not think that branch is weak
and both of us would fall”


“Then what, if you will tell me please
keeps you so far below
For where I’m at, this highest peak
provides a perfect show”

“I just prefer the feeling of
the earth beneath my feet
The fragrance of the summer breeze
upon my face so sweet”


“But way up here the sky is blue,
like nothing that you’ve seen
The valley and the mountain side,
as if comes from a dream"

“Well, I’ll not climb this tree with you
and if a friend you be
Then you will slip down from that branch
and come down here with me”


I shimmied down the mighty oak
and staring in her eyes
I saw a view I’d never seen
on any morning skies

She said, “I’m glad you didn’t fall
from up there way above"

That’s when I thought, oh yes I did,
for I just fell in love

I found her to be beautiful
much more than any sights
And truth be known, I’m glad I’m down
for I’m afraid of heights

(But don't tell her)
: )

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