Too much has been said,
yet with those 777 words;

Only I heard...
was "I'm sorry",
only I saw...
were you tears,
and only I felt...
was your hug:

With 777 words
you should have uttered
"I love you"
(even if it's already a cliché )
you should have touch my lips with yours
(just to ease the pain)
you should have stopped crying
and just told me:
"We can start all over again".

According to
the according,
ten-word poems
are same
as drugs.

Hundred rivers dry;
my love will remain unchanged,
FOREVER is ours.

Staring
at the ceiling,
thinking
about this
so peculiar feelings.

...Who's using
my shoes?
He knows nothing how I walk...

I’m not the best but you,
you never let me be in worst
I’m might be the last but you,
you are making me the first
I’m not that perfect, but you,
you see me perfect for you
we’re moving mountains
through the love we ever owned.

Together we can touch the skies,
together we can sail the oceans
together we can build our dreams
and together we can be as one,
it is because of these feelings
we both have inside our hearts,
so beautiful like butterflies,
like rainbows, like the moon tonight.

I could thank no one but the angel
who have brought you to my life ,
I could thank nothing but that moment
I first saw you with love that night;
I count the ways you made me smile,
and there are hundreds of them,
I will remove the pains of your yesterday
so we both could define our story today.

I love loving you each purist day,
and I would  be able to take all the risks,
I promise I will take care of you,
need you, want you, till I lost my breath
sing a song even I’m out of tune,
dance the music you danced alone,
listen to your sweet songs of lullaby
until we both have gray hairs, we try to hide.

I Love You.

a raven, alone in an old empty church
living by the silence of the moonlit night;
soars into the sky; crying on a silver birch
of seeing other creatures being recognized,
a raven, a captive of every old yearning vow
seeks a better place, yet wings are broken;
if only this strident world is listening now,
that raven might whisper its existence.

I'm still searching
for a place where
fantasy is real.

When you say
"Believe me",
I doubt.
You already said it
a hundred times now.
Why would I still
trust you,
when "believe" itself
has "lie" in it?

Apple,
Cherry,
and
Strawberry,
they are poisonous*.
Beware!
Trust me.

You are better than the moonlight,
That lights my dark empty room;
That kisses the stars, that beholds the skies,
You are my every emotion,
My every piece of refined happiness,
Better than the moonlight, tonight.
Memories evoke every whisper of the wind,
You are everything I desire not to change
For in your eyes, is where my soul restores
And in your heart, is where my love ensures;
Better than the moonlight,
That carries us to a better place in Heaven,
That takes us to wishes, hopes, and dreams;
Better than the moonlight,
That resembles the truth of becoming as one,
That distinguishes the pain which now is gone;
And I wake up every lovely morning
Only to love you even more.

I've tried to balance my weight of love.
And I want to reach out again your hands:
Thus, here I am now thinking back all the care;
For I'm always falling for a girl beyond compare.

Even if I used to stand when I stumbled down,
I still prefer to hear your beautiful sound.
And when the chances are already closed for me,
Maybe I can wait forever, forever to make see.

I need you more than I have needed you yesterday:
And there are no doubts now which I could ever be,
I might have taken all those precious things for granted;
But, I'm here knocking once again before I'll be drifted.

Your heart is the most expensive gem I ever lost,
And I could find it again, but with a love as a cost.
If only I could freeze some moment that are gone forever,
I can show that I'm still for a girl beyond compare.