Tag: heart
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Across your chest.
Across your chestleave my heartcolorful clear blue,Or bloody bruisesFaded one heart!Maybe like a shiny white flowerThat heart is big in your chestYet the heartIt’s the heart!Well tell meWhere will you throw that heart?you are lazyThrow me away,Your chest everThe heart cannot throw awayI know that.i knowThe place of the heart in the chest,That’s where the…
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I wrote a song
I wrote songs in the land of starslove light and shade,I have written songs page by pageIn the green notebook of the ignorant mind.I wrote songs on waterA quiet hour to like,I wrote the song in my heartBringing dreams of colorful flowers. I have written songs in poetic wordsIn a simple poemI wrote the song…
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Do you know?
I am in the sea of imaginationfloat awayI will go to the beach of your heart,I know you will not catch? want to get lostThat’s minewhere do you knowWhere is far awayyour lovehappy homeAnd in that houseto overcomeI want to be my hundred. do you knowWhy do birds call?You will wake up.do you knowWhy do…
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What is his name.
If my heart cries for you,What is his name?When you wake up alone in the sleepless night,What is the price?If self is null,Who is responsible?Alone in tearsWhose is it?If you lose your way, who will think?Knowing that the missing news is coming, who will cry?If you write a letter for you, who will read it?Don’t…
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Emptiness in my life.
Why is it zero?Why did you crush it?My world, my dream.My world is empty nowStill burning hot in the heart.All around is emptinessThere is no such thing as perfectionAll the emptiness in my lifeNow, around you.My sky is cloudy nowTwelve months of stormy hearing.He said he didn’t goWhat is the reason?Why do you dream?Why draw…
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Winter night.
Full moon night If drownedThe boy walksover the hillPicked up in both handsRuin is the heart.What was left a long time agohereBy pressing the ground.right here,Two sitting face to facewinter night moonuntil drowningI thought I would see.Today is hisNothing seen.He was not seenSoft texture like palm shellSunburned maroon colour Shalik,go up in smokean afternoonThe owl…
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My troubles are mine.
“Troubles are mine” My troubles are mine,Let the rain fall through my eyes,Let the water of the fountain And let all the disappointments of the world come and hold me captive,Let the blasphemy of the wicked fall upon me,As much garbage as the street comes and touches my body,I don’t want this cover on anyone…
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A little touch of your love.
I am filled with the touch of your love,My heart was empty until you were there!Today I am blessed with the fullness of this empty heart,That’s why today the clay world has got youth.If you paint an empty heart with your mind,Your picture in my heart with the scratch of dreams!Your touch paints me anew,How…
In Silence 