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Beast of the fantasy
Living with Lord OF The Rings
With the students of Lord Of The Flies
We've got books
But school's a comic...
Puzzingly
"Hello, Poetry I'll be with you for a long rhyme."

I'll find you
I'll find you soon

Kept a while for you
You guys hooked in the rhyme
It's mine
I keep the mic
I love the time
Movement
With movement
Of the fine of line
Between with the military
And teens going
Broke in the more sorry trip
Broken in meaning
Living
For the broken and dead
Who's worth is this world
If you like my lrics
Chill with my free verse
With my Lyrics
And the title people
In the magazi9nes
Would keep naked
Ladies
K
I need someone, How love song for all girls in
The rhyme of the craziest girl in the world
Talk about peace
Or this
World For your mothers
For your daughters
This is women's women's world
Over the brick wall

When done with the grammar
I gotta write about us
When you have done with
Your weirdness and relations
You can stay with me
The presence is the broken
My skull
Hurts

I'm done with my skull
Write poems
And Write songs
I used to think about you I guess
I sent out later

Breaking up with you
Seamlessly easier
Left me on the door
For the later than Tomorrow

Live till you love Today
Tomorrow is when you die

Be a man," keep them out noisy Irishmen break the fight with Italian stilettos from the shop of the British. Irishmen you'll be done when we’re done with ya. But stay in your country.

Took a break from work,
Decide to write a poem
And I thought of you...
In blankets,
LOoking for a song,

You're living in a fascinating world
Where the languages are different
But the people are selfish and
Lost at sea
Torn apart at the seams

The poem's page is torn into pieces
The message is still on the phone
As a text
I have 12 minutes
Before I take you to pieces
Look at your ashes
They all burn to seamless
Floating on the breeze
Dusty windows at the yellow dawn
Of green day
Of ******'s release

The poet in me washes away
The calling card of the hero
Fades away like age
Tossing the leaves in the summer breeze
For the old people
With my hand
I look at the secret spot of poets
It's under a sycamore tree
Full of metaphor and rhyme
My hand is raking leaves
As I search for my deeply buried
Poetry

The years have gone by
That can keep you alive
As much as memories
Dying in the times
Of a forgotten friend
An enemy now
I can keep for life

Love can bring
People together
As well make them respect
Their differences

In some days
Through the past
I've been writing songs
And poems
At last
There are places that I hope
To revisit
Like Hell's Kitchen
There are places
Trapped at last
Like my memories
Left in the lush trees
Undisturbed
Like rain settling like dew
On the airy
Somehow I get late in
This cold as ice land
I hope to live in Hell's Kitchen
Till my last dance

As friendly you are
You are always a mystery
Etched into art
Painted onto a colorful canvas

Colorful canvas
I love the colors you bring me
In the darkest night
On colorless cloudy days
Which are characterized by greys

Greys are the eyes
That look right through my soul
Appreciating my existence
An old soul
In her windows to the soul
Greyer than her elastic heart
I've fallen for her
Till her hair turns grey
And we turn seventy

I wish you were near me
In ways that bring my soul
To see clearly that
It is easier than reaching the destiny
To have you close to my arms

I wish you
Were near me
To make love to me
Hear my beating heart
As often the stars twinkle above me

I wish you were near me
As close as we are to
Reaching Mars
I hope we get there together, tonight
And build civilization

This one thing
I love about you
Is easier to tell you
Then to hold the love in
Believe me, that's true
Indeed
I wish you were near me

Love can break your heart
Easier than her heart beating
On your doubts

As I feel the wind blowing
In an easterly wave
The sun rises again
The heart of the forest
Is waking up to the rain
The cold mist of the mountains above
The fire of the years of an ancient Sun
And a heart filled with pain

Warm inside but cold to the touch

As the wind blows
I touch the Earth
For something I can't let go
The way of the Earth
Some places wake up earlier than the rest
I look at the skies above

I leave the places
Where I had kept memories abode
Where my life had found meaning
When I was lost

I leave the city
As sun rays pave
The way for the journey
Moving ahead
My memories will turn to dust

Life's journey if you find a place
In the Sun
Where all life blossoms with love

Into the desert
Drier than a lizard's tongue
My home was better than
My need to leave for more purpose

Life's journey if you find a place
In the Sun
Where all life blossoms with love

Just like contemporary dreams
Get shattered by the very hand
That dreams them up
Don't leave your land
If you aren't sure first

Shadow falls
On the clouds
Like light
Lighter than feather
Are the birds
Touching the skies

The cereal of the morning
The jam and bread
The haze and shade
Of a rainy day

Birds sing better
When the sun's out
Shining
I keep a pocket
Full of dust
For my possessions
Full of pistols and guns
The deceased don't ask for much

The autumn blew by my window
My page of poetry lay safely
Next me
As I looked outside beyond my shadow
The leaves were golden amber
As far I remember
The endless tresses of trees
Were rid of the green of the meadow

The land lay bare
Like a child in the arms
Of her mother
Suckling on the ****
For the milk that was honeyed

Sometimes I drink
Coffee to remind me how
Intoxicating images
Of boughs of trees
Can bring back the past
For me to think
About them for a second

Like mirages meant
To distract you and me
In a desert full of sand dunes
You and I are alone in the world
We just need attention
To some degree

I see men
Christen the streets
With the same innocence
They show their friends in need

I see women
Touch the pavement
With the same touch
They feed their children

I see children
On both sides of the road
With bowls in hand
Asking for more

The years we loved
The years had gone by
So I had discovered
The years were meant
For our love
For one another

The places I had seen
I thoughts keep
Stay with me
In my restless nights
With my leap from the edge
Of humanity

Drunk on romance
I blink and I blush
And every time I sip
I slip

Driven in the mind
Broken soul
She carries her body
Like her heart

She'll break you apart
If you come too close
Only to be too far

In her art
She paints the sheets
With the colors of the soul
Putting her lonely life
At ease

The calmness of the river
Reflects in the deep waters
When she thinks

She's my lady
And I love her madly

Roaring through the tumultuous seas
I found my love on the beach
Walking hand in hand
With the most beautiful child
Who belonged to the land
Of fire and crimson
With sun setting there was indecision
The sky was lit up
The night breeze shone amid the spirits
Of the deceased
I looked back at my life
I found a woman that belonged to me
And a man in the child that walked the sands
With courage and innocence
Because ships travel more
Than just move from country
To country  
With a foreign place in the expanse
Of domesticated serenity

Through the desert
Holding reigns of a horse
Feeling no wind for a boat
With a sail
The rains don't call to me
With my heart full of remorse and pain
The journey seems rough
But my place in the rain brings love
To my blunt shape
In the suns and sands
Of the desert
With no rain
The sound of my voice
Rings through the plains

Monsters are scary
There are sea monsters
That feed on fish
In flowing waters
There are monsters that walk this earth
To eat your soul before
Your inevitable death

And there monsters, smaller than the rest
Hiding under the bed

The last are the worst
Because they sleep where we do
They live among us
Pretending they are human too
When they feel clever
They sleep under beds
Unknowing of the monster in them
To scare you
They never show their faces at night
But in the light
And the monster seem human again

Some places
Are diamond
In the lightning of the storm
My boat is hijacked
God won't leave me alone
Some waves give me hard times
The hail leaves a chill in my bones
My memory is awash
By the storm that came from North

The years pass by
You stay the same
In my heart

In the dark of the never-ending night
Instilled by fear
By the places
I dream of sound and sight
My mind oft' wanders
To many memories
Of you laying
In the midnight blue background
Of my colorful painting
With red, black and white
As Plato says
What is surreal?
What doesn't stay?

It's my floating soul
In the memories of a winter
That was so cold
Fog floated by my window
Hidden by the shadow
Nocturnal
That made the feeling so eerily eternal
Now I'll never see a tawny
True owl
Spread its wings in the ghost reveries
Lying in the backdrop  
A clairvoyant crescent moon

I am simply shook
By the light
Of the rear window
Opening out to the shady street
Where the trees live
And the moon shines bright
To keep me in the wake
Of night blindness
During the dim days

The ***** on the
Train going to
The vast city of LA
The poor kid selling a baseball
Tickets for the next train station
My lower lip is being ****** on
By my upper lip
Whilst engaging a reaction
I look at my life in nervousness
I had been with ****** as a kid
All my life
My entire lifetime drowning in sorrows
Of every coming tomorrow
My time in the train was vapid

Caught me brightly
With the winds blowing
The effervescence
Of her curled up
Hair
Kept me in
The wake of yesterday's ***

Somehow you keep
Me awake
In the life
Of the shoes
Of the benefactor's
Sunshine boots
ごｋ せい
Sorry

(Japanese)
Kasai hikari iru
takeda desu
"Dare wa?"
Dare wa!
Dare ga kufukudesu ka?
Hitari iru shinai shinshin

Minah
Sore wa monster

(English)
It's hungry
It is
Take
"Who?"
Who is it!
Who is hungry?
"Do not get stuck"
...
Everybody
It's a monster

The life of the party
Keeping kids
Away from drugs

You might be the smartest
In the bunch
But you'll never be happy
With what you are

Are you a rebel of the mind
Fiddling with ideas
Unsatisfied with what you find

Your love
Is drier than a desert
It isn't sweet without the "s"

My color is blue
Because color flew away
Like a passing wind that blew

My defense is

My life is black and white
Because my eyes go blank
When I lose sight of light in darkness

Often I remember

My right hand is bruised
Because I can't write the
Education that I have left

My left hand is bruised
Because I can't right
The wrongs that I've felt

In my life

I've felt sadness
Now she's left
She is quite sad and depressed

As I cry an epithet

I cut deeper into my veins
In vain
Painting it all red
And turning my skin into canvas
The deeper I go
The more I have to bleed
More blood will flow
As I bleed to uncertain death
She lives as a memory on my wrist

She brighter than life suffers
Capitulating offers
You keep within
My name
My experiences
With a suffering compromise
My identity unfolds
As I relax
Myself
Keeping my goals
In the outlook of progress
I may hit crossbars
But the goal
The minutiae
All larger
Sporting of rage
Within a shooting carnage

In climbing trees of sevo
At said heights
Save yourself
Inscribing scriptures
Essence of reason
Innocence is an old picture

Binding the walled hatred
Evil doing its best concocting
Erstwhile, vivid learning
Rumi’s timely preaches are good
In a school of peaches and Doha
Within the basting of nostrums
Cautions many only there was friendship

In the cerulean
Beyond the empyrean
Sits heav'n
Amidst the ethereal
Kings gaze at the arboreal
Aftermath of a punished protean
Player in life's game of profit and ruin

I'm at the cliff of existence
Looking down at my friendships
And lack of innocence

Lies stare at my face
And liars and scammers hide their's
As I try find a trace of truth
In this world for me and you

When I left you
The idea
I'd be someone
Who leaves you
Left me speechless
And blank

The transient green
Of munificent trees
Taught me magnanimously, money came
With the autumn leaves
Experiencing the barren branches
With fields of fiery gold
Leaves
And me simply speechless
At the sight of the capriciousness

Of the autumn
And I as I leave
Like a cool breeze

Much to the chagrin
Of the wives and girlfriends
My drunk friend in the inn

The yellow lamps
Lace the streets
Avec une fluorescence
Mapping the feet
Of the yellow jackets

Lining the French cities
With justice and liberté
In their hearts of innocence
Pure de coeur

They hide in places
Shying away from the police
Nouer leurs lacets
When tear gas brings contortion
On the French faces

Macron must resign
"Demission marre de taxes"
In a democracy
The streets in tatters
The violence undone will leave
No traces
Of the Auberge Du Coeur

The beauties that
Aroused me
Are still memories

They may have grown older
But your memory
Makes the stories evergreen

The rocking chair
Rocks no more
And covers no floor

Purple smoke circles
Out of my red mouth
Making circles in
My pink tongue stuck out
Bringing a shaded sparkle
To the hue
Of my peach skin
Drawn in charcoal pencil
The smoke barely visible
A wave of monochrome
Forms crimson clouds
In white daylight for me
Color is the composition of calmly cool
Every color describing the beauty
Of you in the blue scenery
In my sketches of you smoking peacefully

There was a lot to take
From the stranger to this lake
Where I learned to read books
With pages as dry as they were fair
Cheeks as wet as the rain
Not despair just skipping
A page in my life
Tears the whole passage
As I rush to break the suspense
Of not knowing what happened next


Instead finding the mystery to life
My mysterious heart just died a little inside
Not seeing my friends and family make it past
The future that was I thought
Would last
Me for a lifetime among similar life forms


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