love you a lot,
to see you smile i must stand away.
i want you to be mine,
but my wounds burns when i come to you,
i would sing my lost love for you ,
if you promise that you will stay.
days go as they are just to leave.
seasons spring and fall.
both of us looking each other
and both of us to love.
you made me what i am.
and i gave you the worst.
you were the hand of support
which never falls to trap.
i am scared,
whether that magic will fade from your red lips.
i cold not make it again.
as you always say,
"don't come to me when i die,
because my hand won"t be their to wipe your "TEARS""

when the melody flows through my ears,
i could still feel that it was singing for you.

AT THE AUTUMN OF MY HEART,
I AM SURE THAT YOU WON'T BE THE FALLEN ONE
IF IT BREAKS TOO YOU WILL BE ONE TO STAY.
SO HOLD IT TIGHT,
THAT I WILL NEVER LOSE YOU.

miss you
not because I want to
or I wish to
life is too short to have you mine
if I could I would prefer another life
just for you.
but
i am scared that
once you say that you don't know me,
will I survive??

All things are beauliful,some extra ordinary
and some magical.
but still you will have to leave that away
and walk alone

build it up up and the very high
to reach out every height,
and to grab the moon.
to share the light with just you and
to make sure that fireflies are not the only light

a poet could define better than encyclopedia
because they know to give millions of meanings to a word.