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Trapped in the frozen state
Look around stuck
Unread and jailed
Words of whimsy
In the frozen section
Sadness overtakes my direction
Get me out of here
And thaw me out
I will wait
Until you read my ink
It will warm your heart
Like a sculpture patiently made
My words waiting
With cries

Idly

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Ice
Dead poems that need reads. Sometimes they get lost.

Written by Mrs. Timetable.
when your president
     old friend of yours
pardons you even before
you are legally sentenced
for assorted crimes

what do you call that?
Nothing is wrong
when I am young
and you are beautiful
I can't wait too long
to listen to your song
when nature is wonderful.

No, maybe it's wrong
when we're unknown
and not committed
I wouldn't sing for you
Now I need to know you
and we should be committed.

Okay then alright
Give it up tonight,
Nothing has happened yet.
Yeah, you were wrong
let it go and wait a long
for a true skylight.
Oh, Monsoon Rain,
Stop, stop, please!
What happiness do you feel
by soaking my love?
Oh, Rain stop, please!

On that wet pathway of my love
I want to give her company
But It makes her feel shy
and she hides her rainy face
with the wet scarf.
So stop heavy rain, stop, please!

In this rainy weather, she's blushing
and walking furtively
on the narrow path.
Then stop, stop raining
Oh, Rainstorm stop, please!

My sweet darling showered
in the Monsoon Rain,
Stop all the rain, stop
Stop, stop, please stop
Oh Monsoon Rain, stop you, please!
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