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Kerli Tulva Sep 2014
Waiting for luck
Living in day
Hoping for best
I have found my way.

Soothing my soul
Smiling in pain
Longing to say
I have lost my way.

Looking for bliss
Coming out of grey
Finding my love
I have conquered my way.
Kerli Tulva Sep 2014
You want to know what's the time
So bewildered, the time will hide
It will never show up, it will just fly
Like a dragonfly it passes by
Shall it stop, once in a while
You will never know the chemistry of time
Because time is just a word
Which we have made up in our world.
Kerli Tulva Sep 2014
Sitting on an ancient bench
In the doleful forgotten world.
Some cratures pensively rush by
No words no sole glimpse
Do they even know
Where they are
Or where they go?
I am being in the moment
Hearing the nature's whisper
It's a blessing moment for all
But those hasty creatures
Just slow for a moment
And turn your ears to this call
You live in a forgotten world
If you forget what is around you
And you didn't even know
Why you only just pass through?
Kerli Tulva Sep 2014
Shine through the glass
Like shines the wobbly sunray
It can penetrate the mirror
In an easy way.
Form the magic spectrum
Of those visible colours
Like forms the clear diamond
When sun has kissed
Its sides with honour.
Fall down like a tender snowflake
So that your Lover
Can catch you and hold
But stay, do not melt away, do not fade
So you do not regret the beautiful dream
Once you are awake.
Kerli Tulva Sep 2014
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Walking on the autumn leaves
The colors around me so blended
The fresh mist so humbly retrives
The memories which never ended.
Kerli Tulva Sep 2014
Silver white stars
Glinting in blackness
Moving feebly
Back and forth

Do you hear the silence?
The blackness is
Suffocating the sounds
But the stars are still alive
Twinkling and illuminating
Giving the blackness
Millions of small specks
In the infinite universe.

There are no sounds out there
But there is light
Because there are stars
Which shine whether it is day or night.
Kerli Tulva Aug 2014
The deepest philosophy
Is your autobiography.
It is written in calligraphy
And captured in photography.

What is your ideology
Is all your psychology
Stored subconciously
Creating your biology.
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