on my way
I found a flower
flower of the wind
Picked it up
made a wish
then blew it…
time stopped there
This poetry has been written in 2009 and performed in 2014
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Let you go now
after weeks of insomnia
cause you've got a heart at last
hope it brings joy for a while -
'Oh the sweet bitterness I truly zest'
the wind talks wisdom today
so Let's just Hooray!
'maybe a heart kills but dies not.
Celebrate it grow 'n it will immortalize'
for A heart worth dreaming about
I shalll wait.
a thruway Along the lightyears of ages
until you'll arrive.
Arrive at where we’ve first met
t'ween the Dead Ringer Gate
One of good and one of bad.
and be sure it’s not gonna be a next life this time!
We will head on hand in hand along a secret path back home
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I broke the bads ****!
beyond the saddened eyes of a Notorious Funkyman
As if me were you
just to catch an incognito glimpse of you
Oh how I wish that'd stayed a joke in town
haven’t ******* like a bird on my head n convert me to a punk
cannot turn't back
such an irrelevant inconvenient run
was dark dark
beyond the thickening curtains shattering gossipers
at hours before the break of dawn
I don't do with tarot cards
my heart longing burning for your mirage
allows me not visualize
truth as is cruel
so I blow a puff
high tigh tight yotabye
n bluff you up
only how I wish was that a dream now but no man
t was no funky man
although with a funkyman
was so bad bad
as bad as you can be in hearts
and still me is so good in dance
nobody could score us! ...Once we have had fans.
Read you thru the minds if not hearts and broke it open now!
saw yours was not true talkin to me
although remains so lovingly
eyes with glittery in memory
as sad as it can be
if you not yourself convert it later on to … jokingly
I say ... like you
keep this a secret itsmak for luck only
then I knew what you meant...
then I saw what you saw...when you looked at me
I looked at him not with fake eyes of you oh love me true
and said Goodbye.
ie rolls a colorful bead - its a gift
with a who knows what future brings
me nodding agreeably
for the phrase only
Nay its neither for you nor ie
future a farewell at most
to include you both
and I promise me
never I break hearts by puffs again
will stick to tarot cards
keep tis a hard learned lesson past
where heart allows
if not minds.
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just a poem it was
A poem of love at most!
in the form of
a bird ,
a word ,
Some came in written
in technological terms
as futuristic incense
You have sensed it all
Even long before my say
Not ‘the all’ go though
You know … once you can close yourself,
set a fence…
but in that latter case
although you may have done your best
to shut these gates
It seems they have reached premises against
without my knowing
aethēr so lucid does trespass
once built an absolute bridge through souls of equivalent selves.
Each n every time is mine a hopeless cry to make you furious ?
A touch at the physical and meta-physical to eventually develop anti-sense?
Naturally so easy
As you reside at an exact opposite side of me
Angered n equally frustrated
in rage of a momentous burst
You sell my identity
to a dreadfully operating net-entity
and target me as if to spears
oh how that really hurts
maybe you wished so
but no not really
a boomerang brings in a rhyme
of a thoughtless action
returns it to the center of a rotating spiral
where you stand
the exact opposite end
I won’t allow though
You to frown
this way you learned to simmer n cool down
became a clown of your own ghost town
as we’re entangled beings
already since sometime
so let me just also have fun
Instead of you- bring me down
On the competing wheel game of up n down
Oh no there we sit not anymore!
Realize to have targeted a wrong one
Once it is so much alike an opposing side or a town or a crown
Of you and both eventually you!
So wonder in sane what did I do
And put a SPAM mask on
To warn me through
and clearly do as if you were one of them:
an Intellect-Deficient-Agent scam.
So let me just P.S. a burp here now
Haven’t learned to develop gallstones of anger to compete thyn
but joy at most with a parasympathetic smile
Take it as a blessing if you like or a teasing
that she has you loved so without your willing
and equally convert it to a bile.
wishes fall as
a piece of pink rock
with a heart
to a mountain lake
Hey the ripple
shake and slap and break
the reflection of an untouched land
create a tunnel
an absolute audibility
to the spirit of the identical
they reside at both ends
and create a whirl of universal secrets
secrets to those
They can Be
and restore it back
back to the ripless beauty.
— The End —