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Wake up my love, the road is waiting.
Prepare your bag, the sun is smiling.
Take you wheels, and set your things.
Get up now, the road is waiting.


Let’s travel and explore the world.
Those trees, beaches, lakes and falls.
I love to see how nature works
And listen to the stories of different folks.

Let’s play, run, sing and dance.
Let’s make each step full of love.
With you, I’ll stay on the line
On the road, there’s nothing to hide.

*Take pictures, buy souvenirs,
swim deeper,run faster,
eat more, jump higher,
move wider, laugh louder.
Let’s do crazy while I’m still holding.
Let’s go my love, the road is waiting.
 Apr 2015 radyetsad
Frances
Take me in
        Let me stay
               Paint these worn walls white
From shades of gray

       Sit me down
       In your favorite chair
       And when i'm gone, imagine me there.

*Take me in.
 Apr 2015 radyetsad
John Keats
"Under the flag
Of each his faction, they to battle bring
Their embryon atoms." - Milton

WELCOME joy, and welcome sorrow,
Lethe's **** and Hermes' feather;
Come to-day, and come to-morrow,
I do love you both together!
I love to mark sad faces in fair weather;
And hear a merry laugh amid the thunder;
Fair and foul I love together.
Meadows sweet where flames are under,
And a giggle at a wonder;
Visage sage at pantomine;
Funeral, and steeple-chime;
Infant playing with a skull;
Morning fair, and shipwreck'd hull;
Nightshade with the woodbine kissing;
Serpents in red roses hissing;
Cleopatra regal-dress'd
With the aspic at her breast;
Dancing music, music sad,
Both together, sane and mad;
Muses bright and muses pale;
Sombre Saturn, Momus hale; -
Laugh and sigh, and laugh again;
Oh the sweetness of the pain!
Muses bright, and muses pale,
Bare your faces of the veil;
Let me see; and let me write
Of the day, and of the night -
Both together: - let me slake
All my thirst for sweet heart-ache!
Let my bower be of yew,
Interwreath'd with myrtles new;
Pines and lime-trees full in bloom,
And my couch a low grass-tomb.
 Apr 2015 radyetsad
Ashly Rajan
Memories haunts and
Sometimes death is the
better way to escape
To the world of dreams,
to the world of silence
Where we bothers for
nothing
Where nothing will chase me
ever
Better choice, better option
Easy way to escape,
from these world of numbs and masks.
Before loneliness kills me,
I'll **** myself;
that pain is something
sweet
For a peaceful mind to float
in a peaceful world of dreams..
SUICIDE
where hope dies at the sharpness of a blade..!
#first attempt
You are my smile
You are my bliss
You are the reason for which I live
I chase you down
I seek you out
Of you...I could never get enough

I crave that moment
I can no longer seize
Expecting fruits
From these demons in me
You once gave me courage
Where now, I'm fueled by fear
You feed on my hunger
The hunger to feel you in me

You are my sorrow
You are my pain
You are my scars
I stare at in a daze
You are my calling
You fueled my cries
You bring that rush
From head to spine
Down to my toes
Right through my core
I no longer have control

I crave that moment
I can no longer seize
Expecting fruits
From these demons in me
You once gave me courage
Where now, I'm fueled by fear
You feed on my hunger
The hunger to feel you in me

I love you
I hate you
There's such a thin line
You are the struggle I go through
Everyday and Every night
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