We walk not of this world way, but by Faith.
For each of us has been promise different things.
Yet we still walk by the same Faith as the other.
We each are on a different path with him as well.
Some Faith may stronger today, but not tomorrow.
For Faith is by hearing, then believing it is true.
We all have the very same objective here in life.
It is to finish this race=Journey that we are on.
Thus then being told by our Savior well done.

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Slow Streams, Heavy
Can't drag
Bush, dead rotten roots
Broke out at the end of

Black Clouds violent air
Wants to take the lead at advancing
Dancing up the Stoic waves
In the Songs of end evening

Floating Nyctanthes of morning
In the intangible afternoon want to be lost
Find for whom broken heart
Behind returned to

Songs of time
Untimely rainy day, huff
With it, you have to compose verses
It's worth, words of divine

I just wait for the time of your
Take it to Search within any forms
Remaining is not a romantic anticipation
No, not even in the rainy Song

Come with the dusts of wind
Ah! that grew an immortal Span of Pilgrimage
Drops with Drops made love
Come out of the way during the wild chariot

Oh, Going back to !
Slowly goes with the dreams
In the rhythms of falls, rhymes of poetry
Elusive in the Songs of end evening
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I know the time
Even I know beyond the time
Your heart
And the heart of mine
Even which is divine
Where everybody is going
What causes the heart singing
Where is our Soul
Why Sometimes Everything
Running without a goal  
Even in the dark night
Why the prophecy brings the light
Why the green turns to yellow
Even the life of the stream becomes shallow
Why we count the time of death
And where is going all those faiths
Even I know
What Love is
With or without a kiss
I know all those
Even the mystic beauty of the Rose
Why, that's not to be bowed
While her heart goes
Goes to the end
Without any friend
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@Musfiq us shaleheen

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Lo! Large Small Stairway of Dreams
Covered with Slithery algae wearing a blue green rug
Suddenly Stood lopsided
But there is Still Speed
Wants to adopt another Shelters

Desert mirage far and near
Looking for an Oasis
Thirsty Heart wants water
Though the Scorpions wandering
In the Hot dry Sand
Of life keeps evidence

Dreams and Entity
As the Fantasy of the Cloud and Rain
However, the Truth may be Solid black
After Cleaning with Rain,
The Heart of my beloved
As the Bright Raft of Autumn Sky

Swept under the Shadows of the Evening Sun
In The Dull moon of Dream's Land
Love and Dreams mingled within a Solitary Dream
While the Fog lights lining
Elusive Emissions Of The Exhausted Heart!
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@Musfiq us shaleheen
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December's child
with fire you were forged
your eyes are liquid amber poured
always I dream to kiss
your perfect lips divinely cast
the sweetness of your breath
the warmth that moves across my flesh
your hands and arms are sculpted bronze museum art
indelibly in mind when you are far
the hot of your delicious mouth
traveling gently, slowly south.