.
*your words formed in heaven
and then to leave
pained in hell
then to resist

on going, the way turned to bend
in the end, the end couldn't be seen
then continued to move,
that is to say celestial

words within too many words, make a wreath of the words,
maybe tell a fairytale,
simple words have lost in melody, tune
steadfast sight of the beautiful seen, mystic in the midst of the road

alone, then after alone, painted the portrait of thy
joy of life music,
weaving the words, craving a poetry
comes at a time, loss at untimely

maybe born in dreams
within too many words, a few perches into soul
to create forms, what an amazing ties!
ah, this poetry book has lost in poetry!
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@Musfiq us shaleheen

The thing about the life you've had
Is that there's no edit button
So think twice and act once

But only if you're under twenty

Walk along a beach,
any beach any country
And pick a metre square of sand
Then paint a pen picture of what you see
SAND!!!!!!
Yes sand, simple really

Now, go back tomorrow
Same time and same patch of sand
SAND,!!!!!
Yes, sand. Yep you got it
Paint a pen picture of what you see

Now if you really looked at that patch of sand
The picture you painted today
Will be completely different from the picture
You painted yesterday

Simple, don't just look but look and see