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I believe in love...
In a blink of an eye, a life goes by
extinguished in the end.
And all that's done returns to dust.
No omen can portend.
Yet love lives on, infecting all
and never really dies
It goes beyond the realm of man
to live in fragrant skies.
And on the spacious sea of clouds,
it waits to find a port.
And then it anchors in a soul
to caper and cavort.

Traveler
Perhaps
In the emotional beginning
When head was yet held high
Stumbling through clouds
Of bright blurry skies
Love was a foolish quest
Of paralyzing highs
And now you're telling me
Love can never die?

Cné
Translucent,
the clouds we've sailed
and golden sunsets made
Kisses that we could have had
while watching rainbows fade.
Alas, a life's too short to spend
in fathomless regret.
Perhaps the wheel will turn again
another lifetime yet.
And so, my love
the voyage goes on,
to "golden years"?
We'll see.
Until
the other side reveals
what shall become of "we".

Traveler
Indeed
A dangerous theory
I can't imagine
Love roaming free
The source of all misery
Another invisible ghost
Possessing unaware host
Surely
Love is the blood we bleed
All across time and history
Love is more than a mere key
More than a want
Love is a need...


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Traveler Tim

I am a debris
Of what you built inside that
I prayed for eons

I found him
Amidst of ignorance
And murmur
"Oh my god", one said.

My heart trampled when I saw him
I was broken...
Left behind on a big mess,
Ignorants entangled with their egos,
A creature,
A small creature
Pure
Innocent
Alone
And wounded...

He was terrified
I looked in his eyes,
"Could you please help me?"
"I am all alone."
I saw the gleams
The lonely gleams...
The same as mine...

I tucked him on my temple,
Wounded and alone,
We went to the clinic
A white, man made blocks
It was not a mere *******
It was the savior of us.

I lie him on the table,
A silvery, metal table.

Someone tall in white appeared
A kind tone of him said,
"What has happened?"
And there, I put my story
A heartbreaking story masked by my cheery tone.

He is a big boy now
A big yet young golden haired pup
Joyful, kind, and warm creature
Lucky,
As my second self told me
I named him.

Loneliness bound us
To get through this harsh plane
Kindness is what he taught me
Everyday, in every life...

In kindness and loneliness we bound,
I miss you buddy...

One day,
There was a man
Dancing gracefully
Beneath an azure sky

He was an angel,
To every living being
That paint his body
With a red color

He was a joy
Living in a man,
No other jester bested
The way he laughs

Beneath it all,
Is a wandering soul
In a world full of foul
(A wandering body)
(A wandering shell)

Beneath the mask,
A mask where his eyes
Tell what the hidden color
They have painted,
Is a burst of erratic pain,
A holocaust,
A disastrous despair,
Misery, sorrow, anger, suffering,
Any devil has wrought upon him.

And... the mask fell...
He is a shell...