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moss Jun 2015
There's always a place
Where the sand meets the sea,
Yet Earth's changing face
Seems so stable to me.

Nature is a maze
Mountains, deserts, and plains,
Yet we, in our craze,
Seem to enjoy its chains.

Dependence, we own
We kiss the dry soil,
Yet seeds we have sown
Seem so worth the toil.

Pains we do endure
Natural disaster,
Yet this ground's allure
Results in hereafter.
TAB Nov 2014
What's with all the staring of late?
And why is it that I can relate
To you without speaking?
And why am I seeing you everywhere?
Wanting to see you everywhere?
Why does being near you
Make me feel giddy but scared?
But I refuse to let anymore words
Go unsaid.

I guess it takes tragedy
To understand destiny
And that time is limited.
So why not spend it with
Love and laughter?
I mean making the most of your years
Before going to the Hereafter.
Lawan Feb 2014
Fire, water, air; are all
Elements that make man stand tall

Joy, sorrow, grief that burns
Swallows him whole as the world turns

Emotions buried within his heart
Is as marvelous as is art

His mortal body shrinks as it ages;
He does everything he can, so it manages

His blood, his brain, and all parts of his main--
The soul departs but they remain

So why after death does man not stand?
His components are there, don't misunderstand!

If you believe not in a soul beneath
What then is underneath?
Just a thought i carressed

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