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Bells, mistletoe and Christmas trees
How I love the Christmas season!
Lights, feasts and the cold breeze.
Those are just some of the reasons.

Santa Clause, reindeers and Christmas elves,
The icons of an imaginative Christmas
We should be happy for everyone, not only ourselves.
Caring and loving is a must.

Christmas is not about the gifts
It's not about the big feasts.
It is about sharing
And giving

Christmas is a holy night.
It's the birth of Jesus Christ.
Enjoy the bliss to your heart's delight!
The spirit in our heart shines bright.
You've heard me, scornful, harsh, and discontented,
Mocking and loathing War: you've asked me why
Of my old, silly sweetness I've repented--
My ecstasies changed to an ugly cry.

You are aware that once I sought the Grail,
Riding in armour bright, serene and strong;
And it was told that through my infant wail
There rose immortal semblances of song.

But now I've said good-bye to Galahad,
And am no more the knight of dreams and show:
For lust and senseless hatred make me glad,
And my killed friends are with me where I go.
Wound for red wound I burn to smite their wrongs;
And there is absolution in my song
Some things don't last for a lifetime.
No, I'm not messing with the paradigm.
Some things are left unsaid.
Just like a book that has not been read.

Some things are not meant for each other.
The reason is something we shouldn't bother.
Some things are just not right.
Even if you fight with all your might.

Some things should be given up.
Like couples who break up.
Some things should be left unreachable.
My argument is very reasonable
Sometimes, broken hearts produce the best ideas.
 Nov 2013 Gabriel Dorian
Leseywut
Aren't you afraid of losing your sight?
Not being able to fight and see the light?
Like everything seems not right?
Forgetting that you have a might?

Aren't you afraid that someday you might can't hear?
What others say and others fear?
Not able to hear the voice of your dear?
It's like you're far but you're so near?

Aren't you afraid that you'll just wake up and know you can't speak?
That others see you like you're so weak?
Your feelings you can't leak?
Then because of it you just want to hide and seek?

It makes me feel weak just to think of it.
What more if I'm on those feet?
All I felt was conceit.
I've been blind for all those years.

Can't you see we are all lucky?
And for that reason we should be happy.
It's like we seem to forget what's really important.
And in the good things we do we're all reluctant.

Aren't you supposed to be glad?
Think of the things you have.
Think of other people and the things they never had.
See, they're still thankful simply 'cause they're alive.
 Nov 2013 Gabriel Dorian
Leseywut
You are my escapade,
You are my greatest fear,
You are my sweetest lie,
The one I can never have.

Dangerous as fire,
Soft and mild as water,
Hot like ice and snow,
Cold like scorching sun.

Tell me,
How can I stop this?
What can I do?
Where should I go?

Deep inside I know,
This can't be forever,
You'll come and go,
And everything will just fly.

I can't get enough,
Oh you can see it in my eyes,
I can feel it in your arms,
I know this won't last.

I don't know what's in you,
Maybe i'ts with your touch,
This is not enough,
I don't want this kind of love.

See, I'll catch you soon,
I'll be your other wing,
I'll take you to my adventure,
Let me be your another chapter.

Yes, I'm your escapade,
I'm your greatest myth,
I'm your sweetest fiction,
The one you always have.
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