ah, life is empty, drift in the sky dream, dream burning, lonely soul
broken wings, wings flapping tired in which direction if!
is this last evening? adventurers do not wish to immediately return home. before arrivingin tears!
the adventurers looked at the clouds in the clouds danced in fierce waves. crying: wheremy death! where my love!
they have learned to shoot the sun. the teriknya so presumptuous. they hunt for their ownfate.
they said: can you distinguish the sea or the sky? because the blue whale catch meflying. because the blue bird swim
ah, you do not know the direction, hunt valley, carrying a spear arrow said, journeyingfrom dream to dream, of illusion to the allusion
You know, just silence and loneliness that can be reached! like the ravings do not run out, the hubbub that is not finished. Low. only. lonely
Low to drought. Rainy silence. Low is seasonal. Low creeping itching all over his body.always want to scratch the site.
Low was raging: to denounce a curse!
ah, life is empty, drift in the sky dream, dream burning, lonely soul
Senin, 11 Juli 2011
In Late Night, Why do I remember the sadness Neruda Write a poem?
frightful hours, heart rate, change parts, at the top of the night, silence is the pause, tapto tap, makes you continue to wake up
why you do not write poetry just very sad, until I left the tears of the word, to perfectlyawful!
It was late night, was late and all the talk about? in dreams, in thy dream
in a dream, some browsing, the screen fluttered, apprise, hold in awe
good night, letters to hunt the heavens, so vague hazy space
but may not be said to earn yourself a wound, in the night sky. because of the quietnessso casually
hours at no more lament, his awful act in beats, kind of nervous? light overcast
Have you pray. and the frightful hours drops Wop say amen?
feel the silence of the night felt heavy in the eyelids, heavy with lots of memory
night, a thousand shadows shadow, night, habitation remembers the night, good night.and shadow and the shadow!
why you do not write poetry just very sad, until I left the tears of the word, to perfectlyawful!
It was late night, was late and all the talk about? in dreams, in thy dream
in a dream, some browsing, the screen fluttered, apprise, hold in awe
good night, letters to hunt the heavens, so vague hazy space
but may not be said to earn yourself a wound, in the night sky. because of the quietnessso casually
hours at no more lament, his awful act in beats, kind of nervous? light overcast
Have you pray. and the frightful hours drops Wop say amen?
feel the silence of the night felt heavy in the eyelids, heavy with lots of memory
night, a thousand shadows shadow, night, habitation remembers the night, good night.and shadow and the shadow!
Mirror Self-midnight stare
what I have? my shadow's shadow if the light is
quiet. quiet. looked at the mirror himself. at the edge of dawn
I want to keep quiet, because my heart and mind at all fussy
I catch the dew, the sky countless wide quietness
invited the morning waiting for the sun in the morning dew
all will be gone, all will return to the origin
quiet. quiet. looked at the mirror himself. at the edge of dawn
I want to keep quiet, because my heart and mind at all fussy
I catch the dew, the sky countless wide quietness
invited the morning waiting for the sun in the morning dew
all will be gone, all will return to the origin
Coral lamented Brittle
wave slam oh why coral Palopo only complaint? sigh rippling splash more here
If you are the tower lighthouse, why your lights go out, do not you show the direction ofthe seamen? to ships have sunk in the reef
do not have to tear it, if for yourselves! every time we fight the waves of life, do you care?
we are worried with the difficulties of life, you are upset with your own shadow
we have to gasp for breath in the sea of mud, the ocean of poverty where you are?
well, no one should be asked again. we know, and compassionate to those who show mercy themselves.
If you are the tower lighthouse, why your lights go out, do not you show the direction ofthe seamen? to ships have sunk in the reef
do not have to tear it, if for yourselves! every time we fight the waves of life, do you care?
we are worried with the difficulties of life, you are upset with your own shadow
we have to gasp for breath in the sea of mud, the ocean of poverty where you are?
well, no one should be asked again. we know, and compassionate to those who show mercy themselves.
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