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Crocodile tears
Crying wolf
Acting a part
Yet not in a play...
Say one thing
Do another
I call your bluff
I see right through you
Why do you lie
Just be upfront
Tell the real story
Not one made up
rain
in the summer attraction
the luminous water
drop above the emotional sky
limitless feeling
poured beneath
unto my feet


subside to my inner reaction
blessed by the creation
gratitude sprinkle
with freedom and happiness


marvelously,
i am
amaze of what the nature
could give
to live with the energy of its spirit
wrap it all around my soul
as my body move automatically
like the wind blows
like the flower grows
like it flows naturally


so let me dance
and follow
the gaze of an epiphany
as it flourish the golden hours
of time and space
pleasure i find from tranquility
releasing it
in the hidden treasure land


beyond the living things
that we’re savoring for
i’m awe and stunnned by every moment
that i spend
and
slowly
take it while it last for an hour
earlier while i’m on my way to work
i felt love because of the beauty of the nature
and it rained too. Rain + nature = Love
grateful to experience that :)
and love seeing this kind of things
It's an all together crash course
In knowing what to perceive
Crazy was a bit more vague
When I was in my teens
Sure, I recall
Deep throats liars
Cheating secrets
Underneath Bill's desks
But nothing quite as obvious
As being partnered
To a genocidal mess
....
Traveler Tim
Saudi Arabia our closes allies!
Human rights?
that moment
when the worry
begins to seep into
my veins

that moment
when the pain
begins to play
tricks within
my brain

i feel my collarbones
and know i'll be

o k a y
Painting with a twist
May sound like fun
But I am not an artist
But let’s see what I’ve done
I’m such a klutz
I spilled the paint
All over my canvas
I’ve created a masterpiece
Without even trying

Writing poems can be such the same
To come up with words or a story
That you think doesn’t make sense
After your done, you read what you wrote
After all, maybe I am a writer
Without even being known...
Hmm... kinda works. I kinda like it. What do you think, I wasn’t even trying...
I sounded off of my back porch
Making mercy out of snow
Leaving livery in the air
I performed a show

Sounding off into to the sky
Try to be a bird
Sounding of, please please try
Lovers love a bird

Lovers love what makes them love
Avoid sad, and hater hate
Let life you give all of it's hugs
And shut hatred at the gate
I love the sound of birds when I walk out the door
Early in the morning, it's what I adore
Worrying and seeming like I give a ****
So I act silly and so seeming, I am a big ham

Having heart is hurtful
But it can feel good
Asserting is a virtue
It's how I'm understood
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