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In the morning,
Let the sunrise guide your walk,
Let the bird chirps
Be the sound of your silence.

In the day,
Let the sun guide your path,
Let the car noises
Complete your comfort.

In the evening,
Let the sunset follow you home,
Let the whistles,
Reveal to you, warmth.

In the night,
Let the stars light your darkness,
Let the silence,
Finish your sentences.
Words float like petals
Of a wilted rose struggling
To remain alive.
Green trees stand left and right
The sun shines so bright
Cars pass me by on the side
As I carry myself with my stride.

Beautiful doesn't appropriate the sight
As I look upon a greater,brighter light
The sun exudes a comforting glow
As I watch nature blossom and grow.

I could let go of everything I have known
Following the light I have been shown
To a world that finally shown me peace
A peace that settles and never cease.

I have not exhausted my happiness,
And there's no creation of a mess,
I have reached a point of being perfectly happy
And it can happen to you, as it has happened to me.
 Apr 2016 hippie tigsby
Just Melz
Every song you ever said was about me
I play on repeat
Singing along to all the words that hopefully still mean something
Titles and tracks that shuffle on a loop
Somehow constantly reminding me of you
And I can't seem to forget the words you wrote too
But what means the most
Is something only you can do
When you sing to me
And I can feel that every word is true
 Apr 2016 hippie tigsby
Lacuna
The only palette of red
amidst the spectrum of grey
laying beneath the green bed
you beauty won't decay

I love you in blue
I love you in white
I love you in every hue
but most of all I love you, when you're just right

No matter how many thorns
No matter how long the time you grow
you will always be adorned
by the radiance you show

By the time you wilt
by the time you decay
all the guilt
comes to stay

But still I thank thee
for showing me
the true meaning of radiance
in every color variance
Another poem for one of the best songs: La Vie En Rose
 Jan 2016 hippie tigsby
JW
Her
 Jan 2016 hippie tigsby
JW
Her
Her face is still
Her eyes are closed
Her beauty still decides to show
Fast asleep inside her head
If not for her I would be dead
She's snoring soft but ever so
She's the cutest thing I know
******* the outside
Cute within
I swear her love beats out all sin
The moon is up,
high in the sky.
Just beyond my reach,
at least in reality.
For in my dreams everything is possible.
Even touching the moon.
I was in a sarcastic and poetic mood when someone asked me "what's up?" hence my answer

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