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The morning holds a special note
To the tuning of the day.
There's a sharpness in the air
With Nature's rhythm on display.

The birds sing their melodic tune,
The beat is played through dripping dew.
They carry on until afternoon,
Playing to me, and playing to you.

The trees wave their branches in the breeze
As Spring time plays out joyfully,
With nature fulfilling its basic needs
Of rhyming it all in sync.

The bees and hummingbirds, they thirst
And quench themselves with a humming verse.
The light applause from amorous arms -
Instead by leaves, rustling and lost.

The rippling waters from the poetic stream
Rhyme the shore in sweet harmony,
As all of nature for a moment stands still -
Bending to their mother's will.
Collaboration with Mike Hauser.
 Mar 2014 YoungGentleman17
Daan
When no answer is more meaningful
than any reaction could have been.
When all this time I wasted seems so cruel
I'm out of tears and out of fuel.

I want to go away, take a cab to a station
to find a plane to travel to a distant land.
I could see myself sitting, for hours, just like I did before
but now reviewing, instead of hoping.

When the grass is not green at all
on this side, I don't care and lie down.
I feel so small, this one stalk is too
but all around the world they're bigger.

The dream is gone, the winds have stopped blowing,
everything is frozen, immobilized, like me
the minute before I realized
and the minute after
she was
gone
Well what do you know, what a coincidence, the arrow is pointing down
No one but you makes me happy
No one but you can make the tears stop.
But you
Are what they want to take away
They don't understand that with out you
There will not be a me.
They say you control me
That I've grown weak do to you being with me.
But what they don't know is I've really
Gotten stronger
I'm better now.
I don't want to die everyday.
And it's all thanks to you.
I love you no matter what
And we'll always be together even if
People doubt our love.
 Mar 2014 YoungGentleman17
Daan
I drowned, the sea was only regrouping
to return with an even bigger wave to
flush my mood, making tears invisible.

Soaked I will return, I'll hunt you down and
haunt you in your dreams, you'll think of me.
I just know you won't forget, I'm not crazy.

My last soldier ran to the battlefield, held up
against a massive army, he died, but not heroically.
A fractured spear pierced through his collarbone.

This final deed was one too much, of such I
may not overcome. I was allright, she rekindled,
I had to fight, lost, died, at least I tried, I'm done now
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