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This afternoon wears the dark Shirt
After demonstration of the moon,
End of the waiting of pied crested cuckoo,
I did not end

A little bits of interval,
Blinking the distant Stars
My friend could count,
very romantic,
In me cast the shadow

Her beloved lives outdoors,
All the apartments of the mind has rented
Taken from the first floor up to twelve
I did not

I saw the race of cars on the street,
Standing at corner of the roof
When hunger the fingernails,
Subconsciously
Playing an illusion of gravity

This time the drone of insects,
Occasionally shout of bull frog
In fresh water of the rainy season,
Breeding multiply
Nature of the Nature

Cut off the yarn, the kite ran out of the sky
In the Kans forest,
The shadows of white clouds,
very Absurdly,
I could not even catch you  

In the body of mind,
Emptiness came home
Lost days song come up from the deep sea
In the silence the sound of sighs

Sleepless night as the rhythm of the strange poem
While the star drops in front of a traveler
Even though when my time has gone
Still could not understand the unknown poetry
~~
@Musfiq us shaleheen
 Jan 2016 Natalia mushara
cosmos
It’s not everyday
That you meet someone
Who’d change the way
You perceive the world

It’s not everyday
That you meet someone
Who’d very slowly
Break down your walls
Like how a baby slowly learns to crawl

It’s not everyday
That you meet someone
Who’d make your life
Seem so interesting
Talk to you from morning till night
About your past, present, and even your future.

It’s not everyday
That you meet someone
Whom you could never stop talking to
Because even when the world around you is chaotic
You know that in that person
There is only peace and happiness
And love

It’s not everyday
That you meet someone
Who’d leave
As easily as how they came
As if nothing ever happened between you two
As if their absence is nothing to you
And despite all the pain
Despite all the tears
Despite all the months you spent
Thinking of what went wrong
You choose to love
Because what else can you do
When you’ve met the one
And they let go of you?
Hello I'm new here. It's nice to meet you all :)
 Jan 2016 Natalia mushara
Zoe
These hands hang down
and my heart droops within;
these feet are tired - my back sags
shouldering so much,
visible and invisible.
Oh Lord, sustain me,
I pray!
Lend me
strength to
continue,
lest I should
fall and not
be able
to get
up.

...
 Jan 2016 Natalia mushara
ryn
May the air be brazen
and unafraid.
To kiss the glowing embers
in our faltering hearts...

With its fingers,
albeit light and wispy
Yet...
Calloused with experience.

May it never loses
its motivation.
So it could grant us ours
and nurture us back
to flame.
 Jan 2016 Natalia mushara
ryn
If I am kindling,
you must be the spark...
Much alive in the darkest dark,
lifting all shadows with
finesse and flair.

     If I am flame,
     you must be the air and wind...
     Unfettered and free...
     Cradling my infancy.
     Only to nurture and inspire,
     to groom flame to fire.

If I am faltering...
And almost extinguished,
you must be the hand...
Bearing the confidence and belief...
Awaiting the moment most opportune,
to align yourself in rhythm and tune.
So we could...
Continue to
burst forth into light.
So we could...
Resume our journey forth with might.

     Let us be our own deterrent
     from the darkness
     that comes with morrow's set.
     Hand in hand, we must...
     Because together...
          And only together,

   we're...

                        incandescent.
Happy New Year to all!
Touching the grass,
i hear the nature sounds.
Is so good smell the grass,
during the morning sun.
-d.a
 Jan 2016 Natalia mushara
Onoma
The naked trees
wore contoured
sunshine, as the
wind wondered
perfectly at them.
Then there came
a sense of seasons,
of surviving seasons--
watching them...calling
them by name.
This is a privilege,
to survive a cycle, and
call it by name.
To call them seasons
seems softer than cycles...
more long drawn.
Though, the fidelity of
their force is far beyond
our being seasoned.
We should not forget
that we're being watched
by a greater cycle, a
greater season.
Perspective is the luxury
afforded levels of consciousness...
forget-me-nots of wisdom.
ɩ.

Atɷp tɧҽ cɧɷcɷɭatҽ Hɩɭɭ'ى
I wɩɭt ɖɷtҽ tɧɷų ɩŋ ɖaɾɩŋɠ ѵҽŋtųɾҽ;
Oŋwaɾɖ tɷ aɖѵҽŋtųɾҽ'ى tɧɾɩɭɭ,
Maŋʏ tɾɩbҽى tɷ bҽ ɷųɾŋ ىpɭҽŋɖɷɾ.

ɩɩ.

Fɷɾtɧwaɾɖ ɷŋ, tɷ Nҽɠɾɩtɷ ɷʆ Lųʑɷŋ,
Fɷɾtɧɠɷŋҽ cɧaŋt'ى, ҽѵҽŋtɩɖҽ tɩɭ' ɖawŋ;
Capҽɾɩŋɠ tɧҽ bɭaʑҽ, ɭɩɠɧtɩŋɠ ųp tɧҽ caѵҽى,
Bʏ amɷųɾ' maŋى ɭɷىt tɷ bųɭɭҽt'ى, kŋɩѵҽى, bɷmb'ى.

ɩɩɩ.

Tɧɩtɧҽɾ tɧҽ Tҽɾɾa ʆɩɾma, ɷʆ tɧҽ Atɩ,
Mҽ aŋɖ mɩŋҽ Jaŋҽ, ىɧaɭt cɷŋɟɷɩŋ ɩŋ ɖҽىtɩŋҽɖ ɠɾaɩŋ'ى,
Iŋ ىpҽctacųɭaɾ wɩىɖɷm, arтerιeѕ connecтιng;
Wrappιng wιтн veιn'ѕ.

ɩѵ.

Oŋtɷ tɧʏ wɩŋɠ'ى I ɧɷɭɖҽtɧ,
Takɩŋɠ ɷʆʆ ɭɩkҽ cɧaɾɩɷt pɭaŋҽ'ى;
Oŋtɷ tɧҽ pҽɷpɭҽ ɷʆ tɧҽ Baɟaų,
Fɩىɧɩŋɠ ىҽa'ى ɷʆ ɠɾҽҽŋ amaʑҽ.

ѵ.

Back ɷŋ tɷ ɷųɾŋ abɷɖҽ, wɧҽɾҽɩŋ tɧҽ caŋɖɭҽ'ى ŋҽѵҽɾ ɖɩҽtɧ,
Tɧҽ wɩck aɭwaʏى wɩɭt ɠɭɷwҽtɧ, aŋɖ ɷųɾ ɭɩɠɧt'ى ҽaىʏ tɷ ʆɩŋɖҽtɧ,
Bҽcaųىҽ ɷʆ ɷųɾn ىɷųɭ'ى tɾaѵҽɭɩŋɠ, tɧɾɷųɠɧɷųt ҽaɾtɧ aŋɖ bҽtwɩҳt ىpacҽ; wҽ wҽɾҽ bɷɾŋ ɩŋىɩɖҽ tɧҽ ɧҽaѵҽŋ'ى, tɩmҽ tɧҽɾҽ Iى a ɖɩىɠɾacҽ. Iŋ tɧҽ cҽɭҽىtɩaɭ tɧҽɾҽ ɩى ŋɷŋҽ ɾacҽ, ɷɾ ɖɩىcɷŋŋҽctɩɷŋ bҽtwҽҽŋ ɧҽɾ ɖaɾk aŋɖ mɩŋҽ paɭҽ ىkɩŋ, wҽɾҽ ųŋkŋɷwŋ ɭɷѵҽɾ'ى tɷ ɧųmaŋɩtʏ, wҽ bɾɩŋɠҽtɧ pɷҽtɾʏ tɷ ɭҽt tɧɷų ɩŋ.
i.

Atop the chocolate Hill's
I wilt dote thou in daring venture;
Onward to adventure's thrill,
Many tribe's to be ourn splendor.

ii.

Forthward on, to the Negrito of Luzon,
Forthgone chant's, eventide til' dawn;
Capering the blaze, lighting up the cave's,
By amour' man's lost to bullet's, knives, bomb's.

iii.

Thither the Terra firma, of the Ati,
Me and mine Jane, shalt conjoin in destined grains,
In spectacular wisdom, arteries connecting;
Wrapping with vein's.

iv.

Onto thy wing's I holdeth,
Taking off like chariot plane's;
Onto the people of the Bajau,
Fishing sea's of green amaze.

ѵ.

Back on to ourn abode, wherein the candle's never dieth, the wick always gloweth, and our light's easy to findeth, because of ourn soul's traveling, throughout earth and betwixt space; we were born inside the heaven's, time there is a disgrace. In the celestial there is none race, or disconnection between her dark and mine pale skin, were unknown lover's to humanity, we bringeth poetry to let thou in.

Chocolate hills are beautifully created Hill's in Philippines that do have a chocolate tint to them! Very beautifully made! Look like big mole hills,
Dote means- cherish adore or embrace.
Forthward in old form means- forward.
Eventide means evening old form.
Capering or caper means dance.
Ati is an ancient tribe in Philippine's.
The people of bajau in poem are another ancient tribe in Philippine's.
Betwixt means - between in archaic form.
When I use the line " time there is a disgrace, meaning Its a disgrace in heaven, because all death accounts people say the same thing, heaven has no time! Time doesn't exist there. As there's no worrying of times nor hours. All said by thousands of people of same matching accounts. And thousands more of accounts surely not written.

The poetry is about me and Jane traveling to all beautiful tribal places in Philippine's, though these are only a select few tribes from Philippines as there are hundreds more tribes that have dissapeared from being killed or displaced like natives in the USA, disgustingly. Or also many tribes still surviving I didn't mention. Story's of me and Jane traveling seeing tons of tribal people's! Seeing the landscapes of her land... Then going back home after learning so much of each other, and the world around us, and learning of gods great creations and creation of man...so after all the traveling me and Jane go home having learned more of another and enjoyed a journey and go home to embrace another.... The last line states " were unknown lover's to humanity, we bringeth or bring poetry to let thou meaning let you in. Meaning me and Jane are from the heavens, from god, as we came back again as god brought us back as soulmates, and writing poetry not just for another on HP. And poetry period. But Also writing poems to show others an example of true love from god! Enjoy...
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