tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947336372114655452024-03-08T22:40:09.201+04:00Heart ControllerPoems from an Emirati Earth WhispererBu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.comBlogger249125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-32395755849360186392015-08-27T00:37:00.000+04:002015-08-27T00:37:03.561+04:00Trapped Inner Core<div class="MsoNormal">
Have I not seen a life form formless</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p></o:p></div>
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Void of emotions motionless?<o:p></o:p></div>
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And if I become a soul examiner<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Dissecting a noun out of the heart,<o:p></o:p></div>
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A colourful adjective to enhance<o:p></o:p></div>
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A mind’s performance of a musical;<o:p></o:p></div>
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A ritual within my inner core,<o:p></o:p></div>
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So, have you seen a life form formless<o:p></o:p></div>
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Void of emotions motionless?<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p><br /></o:p></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<i>Wednesday, 26<sup>th</sup>
of August 2015<o:p></o:p></i></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-32675446493766608612015-08-21T15:39:00.002+04:002015-08-21T15:39:15.177+04:00Won’t Write Anymore<div class="MsoNormal">
The tip of my pencil used to break</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And I would sharpen it,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The ink of my pen used to dry out<o:p></o:p></div>
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And I would replace it,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The lined sheet of paper used to fill out<o:p></o:p></div>
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And I would turn the page,<o:p></o:p></div>
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The blank sheet of paper used to finish<o:p></o:p></div>
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And I would grab some more,<o:p></o:p></div>
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But not today,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Not anymore,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The pencil is sharp,<o:p></o:p></div>
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The ink is not dry,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The lined paper is empty,<o:p></o:p></div>
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The blank paper is in the box,<o:p></o:p></div>
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But never will I scribble –<o:p></o:p></div>
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A letter,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Or a word,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Or even a sentence,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Or a mind’s paragraph,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Or a heart’s essay,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The pencil is still sharp,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The ink is still not dry,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The lined paper is still empty,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The blank paper is still in the box.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
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<div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;">
<i>Thursday, 20<sup>th</sup>
of August 2015<o:p></o:p></i></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-1215247975881221402015-08-21T15:23:00.002+04:002015-08-21T15:23:49.149+04:00The Ideal Stamp<div class="MsoNormal">
Inscribe on it the tears of society,</div>
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<o:p></o:p></div>
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To be sent on the edges of universe,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Let this stamp be on postcards,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Let it be on asylum seekers,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Put on it few symbols of life,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Water, trees, sun, or even birds,<o:p></o:p></div>
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And as for the choice of colour,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Let it shine the shades of humanity,<o:p></o:p></div>
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And remove all those numbers and currencies,<o:p></o:p></div>
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And leave but one word,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
In hope that every soul whispers it,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
As they stick this stamp on an envelope,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Peace!<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p><br /></o:p></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<i>Thursday, 20<sup>th</sup>
of August 2015<o:p></o:p></i></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-74283751463769013892015-08-21T15:14:00.004+04:002015-08-21T15:14:32.740+04:00Lifting Depression<div class="MsoNormal">
The mist gradually enveloped my soul,</div>
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<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Natural cycles of life halted,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Branches of trees snapped,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Leaves on the ground hardened,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
My back becomes more crooked,<o:p></o:p></div>
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To look ahead was to open wounds,<o:p></o:p></div>
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To move backwards only eased them,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
But the drums of battle pierced my limbs,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I had few breaths left,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And no chance of survival,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Then a being entered my curse,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The dark mist on my soul lifted,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The waters of life returned,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Now, my branches towards the heavens elevated.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p><br /></o:p></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<i>Thursday, 13<sup>th</sup>
of August 2015<o:p></o:p></i></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-73239726262197541642015-08-21T14:59:00.003+04:002015-08-21T14:59:31.828+04:00Captured Moments<div class="MsoNormal">
A familiar face and a familiar body,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And another, a friend with another,<o:p></o:p></div>
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A moment captured like his camera,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Like at the park or this sunny arch,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Another moment of beautiful breeze,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Awaiting for the yearned reunion,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
My eyes sitting on a flight of stairs,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And I blink while he produced a portfolio,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The one with another for a gallery,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And I blink with the rushing of the river,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Background noises and pigeon visits,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The dog of the homeless almost lost,<o:p></o:p></div>
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The dance of the seagulls up above,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Awaiting for the yearned reunion,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And I blink at the lady with the violin,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Solo on the cobblestones near the arch,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Random kid running away from her father,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Her contagious smile spreads all around,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And my buddy arrives followed by the others,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Many moments captured with a blink of an eye.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p><br /></o:p></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<i>Friday, 07<sup>th</sup>
of August 2015<o:p></o:p></i></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-62335711220506628302015-08-15T17:56:00.000+04:002015-08-15T17:56:14.202+04:00Take Heed<div class="MsoNormal">
O old chief of a willow tree,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Feed your branched offspring,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Angry weeps from my wells,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Filled by forgotten headlines,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I know few facts to share,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Wounds hold us together,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Dreams lift us together.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Though wars only –<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
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Deepen our wounds,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Shatter our dreams –<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
My<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Form<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Crumbles<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
O old chief of a willow tree.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p><br /></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p><br /></o:p></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<i>Saturday, 15<sup>th</sup>
of August 2015<o:p></o:p></i></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-52576391519082253932015-08-09T00:20:00.000+04:002015-08-09T00:20:00.322+04:00A Poetic Pen<div class="MsoNormal">
Write me a
poetic pen,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">One that
ties in with a branch,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Ink letters
on my shoulders,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Let it
bloom into a rosy moment,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Extinguish
a candle for the smoke,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">And pin
down the running pen,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">But not
until all has been said,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Not until
the whispers dry out,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Make a
weapon there and then,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">For the
tongue has be struck,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Blue,
green, black, and red,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Thoughts
shooting out like stars,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Each to
highlight a corner,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Merging for
a delightful portrait,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">About this
little poetic pen.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<i><span lang="EN-US">Friday, 07<sup>th</sup> of August, 2015<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-41370076834774600922015-08-09T00:18:00.002+04:002015-08-09T00:18:46.749+04:00Moments with Nature<div class="MsoNormal">
Fly into me frisky birds,</div>
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<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Tell a story about the sea,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Alarm everyone about today,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Spare me a wing or two,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
A flight of many moments,<o:p></o:p></div>
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And fly into me ivy leaves,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Fragrant my air with your colours,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Write on my dense skin,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Or through them light a dream,<o:p></o:p></div>
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A treasure of many moments,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And fly into me ancient branches,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Send earth few whispers,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Cover me a shade for my mind,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Let rituals ascend into heavens,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Or descend for many moments,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And fly into me pouring rain,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Get rid of the lungless smoke,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Teach us a divine ceremony,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And cleanse our youthful souls,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
A bless<span lang="EN-US">e</span>d era of many moments,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And fly into me shooting stars,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Mesmerise my eyes with a painting,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Or just light a night such as this,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Fill it with many distant smiles,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And elevate it into a single moment.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p><br /></o:p></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<i>Friday, 07<sup>th</sup>
of August 2015<o:p></o:p></i></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-88007915150302122412015-08-02T17:18:00.002+04:002015-08-02T17:18:14.376+04:00A Polar Bear’s First Love<div class="MsoNormal">
Spiders creeping on my white fur?</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
No, but a superficial tickly sensation,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Her arms and her thighs I prefer,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Something is racing, is that emotion?<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I walk slowly and then I start to run,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I growl passionately for no reason,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I have to say something, maybe a pun,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Is this what they call a mating season?<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The lightbulb sparks over my head,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And as a scientist I develop a hypothesis,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Love is but a series of emotions on thread,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And another male is definitely my nemesis.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p><br /></o:p></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<i>Thursday, 30<sup>th</sup>
of July 2015<o:p></o:p></i></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-77050817275608529452015-07-31T03:49:00.003+04:002015-07-31T03:49:28.159+04:00A Rainbow Being<div class="MsoNormal">
Do the stars ever glitter for a shooting moment,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Or do they do it out of their own beautiful nature?<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Let your ears twinkle as they listen to a storyteller,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
About a young passionate ready-to-be journalist,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
A heart whose beat beats in rhythmic elegance,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Not for a selfish accidental snap of a finger,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Rather an earthly hug to encompass us all,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Sit around a campfire and listen to her whispers,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Benevolence for a tent to keep you sheltered,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Hike into the wildest forests to grow trees,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And as the moon bestows its glorious light,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
We listen to poetic melodies behind bricks,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And as we applaud loudly for another day,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
A shooting star creates this rainbow being.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p><br /></o:p></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<i>Friday, 31<sup>st</sup>
of July 2015<o:p></o:p></i></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-46006487536913588872015-07-31T03:48:00.002+04:002015-07-31T03:48:48.618+04:00A Dazzling Moment Captured<div class="MsoNormal">
The eyes tickle and trickle a sight of beauty,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Elegance in the shadow of her dark lashes,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And his blink is only a fingertip’s distance,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
A muscular room, working out for a tickle,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And trickle are their feelings crossing paths,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
A musical with romantic choreography,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Her exquisite dress, vivid colours of royalty,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
His eyes dazzled at hers’ beyond compare.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p><br /></o:p></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<i>Thursday, 30<sup>th</sup>
of July 2015<o:p></o:p></i></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-50021831093939168452015-07-29T18:43:00.001+04:002015-07-29T22:21:31.667+04:00Estrellas en el Verano<div class="MsoNormal">
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="ES-TRAD"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Mira,
tan brillante, la Estrella,<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="ES-TRAD"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Un
corazón que late, amarilla<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="ES-TRAD"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Como un
verano maravilloso,<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="ES-TRAD"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Me
busca tu cuerpo hermoso,<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span lang="ES-TRAD" style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Revelando que te quiero.</span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="ES-TRAD" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div>
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span>
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<i><span lang="ES-TRAD"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Miércoles, 29 de
julio de 2015</span><o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-47276914915577673782015-07-29T01:34:00.003+04:002015-07-29T01:34:27.317+04:00Lost in Translation<div class="MsoNormal">
To a being who is currently lost in translation,</div>
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<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Try to breathe a lungful of a passionate emotion,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Have a long walk into the waves of friendships,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Accept them into many eases and hardships,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Water your naked tongue for a fruitful season,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Collect hugs and kisses for an obvious reason,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Imitate a dance ritual for the yearned discovery,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
So that you can begin your absolute recovery.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Maybe, just maybe, there is a need to be still,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
To avoid many created bonds reducing to nil,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
A week of immense rainy and stormy silence,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Concentrating on ancient scrolls for a balance,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Yet, symbolic stars will start to envelope you,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Lost in translation with many codes to accrue,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Deciphering your smiles and a beautiful stare,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And to me you are truly a being beyond compare.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p><br /></o:p></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<i>Monday,
27<sup>th</sup> of July 2015</i><o:p></o:p></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-29895470419845639382015-07-25T15:38:00.002+04:002015-07-25T15:38:50.174+04:00Lady L<div class="MsoNormal">
Have you ever disagreed on a person?</div>
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<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Imagine the lips dyed in vermilion,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Sheltering a delicate soul elegantly,<o:p></o:p></div>
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As if a cute dog that barks horridly<o:p></o:p></div>
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At everyone, but once you approach<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
With a hug, or even just a kind smile,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Then she becomes a being meant<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
To live in the angelic heavens above,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Cold days turn into many dark nights,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Except when calling out for her,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Rescuing an ancient young heart,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Bullies his witty philosophical mind,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Only to let him crash on the floor laughing.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p><br /></o:p></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<i>Saturday, 25<sup>th</sup>
of July 2015<o:p></o:p></i></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-20586022105699117432015-07-25T14:43:00.003+04:002015-07-25T14:43:31.149+04:00Life’s a Play<div class="MsoNormal">
Curtains: wake up friends and foes</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
For the eternal heavenly light<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Bestowed its vibrant sacred<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Face onto a full moon,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Stars are giggling,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Night is fading,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Sky is singing,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Wind is dancing,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Sun is awaiting,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Moon is touring,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
An infamous album,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
A portrait: a crescent<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
In dimness, in brightness<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Its fullness: the eternal light<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Is just at a heartbeat’s length<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
From the rebirth of earth’s stage,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
A cosmological orchestra on fingertips.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p><br /></o:p></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<i>Thursday,
23<sup>rd</sup> of July 2015<o:p></o:p></i></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-78944778712353009582015-07-25T14:42:00.003+04:002015-07-25T14:42:23.592+04:00Tap a String<div class="MsoNormal">
Tap a string,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The string of life,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Connect with me,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
A nature’s aura,<o:p></o:p></div>
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And accept others,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
To smile at life,<o:p></o:p></div>
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At earth and sky,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
At the melodic harp,<o:p></o:p></div>
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The whisper of strings,<o:p></o:p></div>
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To reach our lips,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
For a gentle bite,<o:p></o:p></div>
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A youthful harmony,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
From a golden harp,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
A sign of life,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Of a heavenly friend,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And a distant lover,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Tap, tap, tap-a-tap,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Tap a string,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The string of life.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p><br /></o:p></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<i>Wednesday, 15<sup>th</sup>
of July 2015<o:p></o:p></i></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-9222932130711185112015-07-25T14:37:00.002+04:002015-07-25T14:37:25.935+04:00End of Exams<div class="MsoNormal">
To Wednesday, April twenty ninth,</div>
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<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Seems like an immeasurable length,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Freedom from time and mind,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Hearts to soar high and find,<o:p></o:p></div>
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One another, left and right,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Life becoming extremely light,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
In the West of the land,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
In a lovely island so grand,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
To you I say:<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Thanks a million.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p><br /></o:p></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<i>Saturday, 25<sup>th</sup>
of April 2015<o:p></o:p></i></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-48115680247887026502015-07-25T14:35:00.002+04:002015-07-25T14:35:52.289+04:00Crumbling Heart<div class="MsoNormal">
Why is it so hard to ignore the heart</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
That trembles when I see her eyes?<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
What form of language must I forget<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
To create a speech void of emotions?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Who should I meet to distract me<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
From her smiles that melts mine?<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Where did my mind go leaving my<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Body in a fated passionate turmoil?<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
When will I ever create a distance<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
So long that the bonds fade away?<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
How am I going to control a heart<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
That was always hers’ to begin with?<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Am I going to remember this verse<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Even after years have gone by?<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p><br /></o:p></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<i>Sunday, 22<sup>nd</sup>
of June 2015<o:p></o:p></i></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-11074604171047301342015-07-10T19:11:00.005+04:002015-07-10T19:24:12.003+04:00Message Sent<div class="MsoNormal">
<b>Waves<o:p></o:p></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Tap into my beating heart<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
To ripple a loving song<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Sent through many rings<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Of waves, in waves,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Waves after waves,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Infinitely devoting a reply<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
To your delicate fingers<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
That taps into my beating heart.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p><br /></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b>Wind<o:p></o:p></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Swing your arms around the wind,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And let it carry you far away,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Swim beside the flying birds,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Swerve your curves,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Into an elegant stance,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
A dancing reply,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
To be carried by the very arms<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
That swing around the wind.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p><br /></o:p></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<i>Thursday, 09<sup>th</sup>
of July 2015<o:p></o:p></i></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-34499974946684784742015-07-05T22:53:00.002+04:002015-07-05T22:53:58.125+04:00Will of the Kings<div class="MsoNormal">
Will the kings ever rise above a cumulonimbus cloud</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And speak some sense to the sky that covers their land?<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Or has the knowledge been removed from the crowd<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
To teach us that once upon a time we were a grain of sand?<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Will the kings ever meet the commoners for a cup of tea<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And become an image of true nobility that does not decay?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Or has nobility formed soldiers to mix blood with the sea<o:p></o:p></div>
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To teach a supposedly sick society how to humbly betray?<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Will the kings ever show their true loving fatherly face<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And form a pact with us who hold them so dearly?<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Or have they started fearing our knowledge and race<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
To never teach us our own magnificent history so clearly?<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p><br /></o:p></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<i>Sunday, 05<sup>th</sup>
of July 2015<o:p></o:p></i></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-21741678863287294632015-06-25T00:16:00.004+04:002015-06-25T14:54:28.695+04:00Despised in Admiration<div class="MsoNormal">
“<i>Elegance is a form of a walk,</i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i>Should always be associated<o:p></o:p></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i>With, I would say, arrogance,<o:p></o:p></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i>Indeed, only few would be<o:p></o:p></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i>Part of the upper loyal class,<o:p></o:p></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i>And it all starts from a walk,<o:p></o:p></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i>It is a must in this sick society,<o:p></o:p></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i>To distinguish us from them,<o:p></o:p></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i>For I will never make a turn<o:p></o:p></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i>If they are leeching around,<o:p></o:p></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i>Never should filth be mixed<o:p></o:p></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i>With any aristocratic human.</i>”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
A piece of art written beside<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
A grave that is very similar<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
To the grave lying next to it,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
How ironic will it be if both<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Repelled each other’s scent,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And chose to walk a path<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Of agony in a diseased era,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Only to realise that death<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Not only did it not do them<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Part, but also kissed fate<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
On its cheeks removing all<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Forms of human elegance.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p><br /></o:p></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<i>Tuesday, 23<sup>rd</sup>
of June 2015<o:p></o:p></i></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-26225032899713953712015-06-25T00:16:00.000+04:002015-06-25T00:16:10.310+04:00Red<div class="MsoNormal">
She sits in a big diner,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Red roses on the walls,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
She orders something,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Ah yes, a cold milkshake,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Crushed with strawberries,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Crimson for a colour,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
From a unique plant,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
It is said that it got that<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Particular colour from<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
A sacred blood of a<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Prince drenching the<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Soil of a blessed forest,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And today’s special<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Will be hers’ alone!<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p><br /></o:p></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<i>Tuesday, 23<sup>rd</sup>
of June 2015<o:p></o:p></i></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-48072236302190642062015-06-25T00:15:00.000+04:002015-07-25T14:25:08.211+04:00Life with You<div class="MsoNormal">
The time slows as we rise through a nimbus cloud</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Into the heavens we sing an adorable ode aloud,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And as you shine like
a sun and as I your reflection,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And as we show the world how to live in affection,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
We swim freely in a universal love we share together,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
We draw a smile. We hold hands. We dance forever,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Then you show me a wonder of your greatest form,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
So magical that I hold you tight, our skins so warm,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And with a slight twinkle from a not-so-distant star,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I gaze into your eyes thinking how dear to me you are.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p><br /></o:p></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<i>Monday, 22<sup>nd</sup>
of June 2015<o:p></o:p></i></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-59501735724160873252015-06-25T00:12:00.001+04:002015-07-25T14:26:15.330+04:00With Love, Bedroom Window<div class="MsoNormal">
You see into my heart every evening,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And I try to get closer,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
To show my feeling for you,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
To be transparent,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
To be the only thing that your eyes<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Looks at when you enter my room,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Do you know how many times<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Have you touched me?<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I do for I feel closer now than ever,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And now I have the courage to<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Write this letter for our hearts to merge,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
But I do hesitate,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
For a valid reason,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Remember when I said that<o:p></o:p></div>
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You see into my heart?<o:p></o:p></div>
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I fear that you’re actually daydreaming,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Not appreciating my existence,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Instead, you gaze into the beautiful<o:p></o:p></div>
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Moon and think of someone else,<o:p></o:p></div>
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But I write this confession,<o:p></o:p></div>
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A piece of my heart on paper<o:p></o:p></div>
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For yours to know, accept, and return.<o:p></o:p></div>
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With Love,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Bedroom Window<o:p></o:p></div>
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<i>Thursday, 18<sup>th</sup>
of June 2015<o:p></o:p></i></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294733637211465545.post-54115500007529423202015-06-25T00:11:00.000+04:002015-06-25T00:11:16.437+04:00Car Boot Sale<div class="MsoNormal">
Imagine the wilderness arrived</div>
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Suddenly at your car boot sale,<o:p></o:p></div>
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How big of a space will she rent?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Will she pay in our green notes?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Or sacrifice her green leaves?<o:p></o:p></div>
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What would she bring to sell?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Will she bring empty cans of,<o:p></o:p></div>
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I don’t know, beer and soda?<o:p></o:p></div>
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With many useless plastic bags?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Will she bring animal corpses?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Suffocated in polluted waters?<o:p></o:p></div>
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In fumed air? In poisoned plants?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Will she create potions for couples,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Not only to love, but to care and<o:p></o:p></div>
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Adore her own natural beauty?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Will she bring postcards sent<o:p></o:p></div>
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From neighbouring wildernesses<o:p></o:p></div>
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To form an excruciating poem?<o:p></o:p></div>
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<i>Thursday, 18<sup>th</sup>
of June 2015<o:p></o:p></i></div>
Bu Thyabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16940677512785642321noreply@blogger.com0