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1.2k · Mar 2017
My beautiful World
Friends asked me
What does sky mean to you?
What about Stars? Shooting star?
And moon?
I smiled  and started whispering
That afternoon
.....
Simply
You see the sky
They said yeah!
I said: the sky too sees me
I see the stars
And stars see me
I see the Moon
And the Moon sees me
....
Do you know why?
They seemed understand nothing
...
I continued...
It is simply because
Sky is my World;
Star is my Soul;
And the Moon is
My beauty, is my smile,
Moon is my heart...
Star and Moon
Are my Wings
To keep flying
Fly in my beautiful
World
Despite the lies that you're making
Your love is mine for the taking
My love is
Just waiting
To turn your tears to roses

                    No
    You'll never be alone
   When darkness comes I'll light the night with stars
    Hear the whispers in the dark
                    No
You'll never be alone
When darkness comes you know I'm never far
Hear the whispers in the dark
Whispers in the dark

You feel so lonely and ragged
You lay here broken and naked
              My love is
             Just waiting
To clothe you in crimson roses

I will be the one that's gonna find you
I will be the one that's gonna guide you
                 My love is
A burning, consuming fire

Whispers in the dark
Whispers in the dark
Whispers in the dark
THIS IS A FAMOUS SONG OF SKILLET  SOMEONE SANG IT TO ME WHEN I WAS TRYING TO ESCAPE FROM HIM ...
351 · Mar 2016
I have a wish...(1)
It begins under the sky...
I make a promise and begin walking under the rain..
Yeah! I keep on wandering
for the first time,I am living for another peron
I have something o protect
so that I never ever lost it again;
Yeah!! I have a wish;  have a wish ...
I have a wish in my heart...
i write this poem when i met my brother after many years .( i borrowed some words which belonged to poets )
342 · Mar 2017
An attempt...
He is still attempting and trying
To translate her words
Her lyrics
Which are bounded him
Into something understood
Into clear words
He is still attempting
To find something else
To enter her Magic Blue world
That can make him understand
He is still trying to find a key
That can make him feel
Feel and understand
Her own magic world...
273 · Mar 2017
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life seems as a Huge theater  in which human walks ....
.. On the road to the difficulties
On the path of flames
yeh! you can cross all of them
fly like a hawk
as an eagle
Never look back
Never think of failure
Go ahead
walk in your own way
never look back
burn the fire
it's your time
fly ..fly...fly

life is just like a huge theatre
...

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