# An Utopian Man

A being too captivating for the parallel ethics,
Adorn in some utopian grace,
A man too good for the human eyes;
The longer I look , more extraordinary he seems
As if he dwells as Altair in the skies;
Suddenly my heart feels pure,
His divine chatters blessing my ears;
Can die with pleasure for a zillionth times,
If it's the price to look into his lilac eyes.

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# August: Stay Longer

I don't remember much about the summer,
I've been too busy being sombre;
In June and July I met many fireflies,
These are now my eternal memories;
And then August came my home,
Just when I'm close to my doom,
Now all I can think is
How can I repay the previous life?
If I no longer miss you at least;
Only if August could stay a little longer,
So that I could miss you a little more...

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# Last Words Of Love


In every life I'll choose this road,
To love you too much and get stabbed by your sword;
From a little girl to a lonely soul
I could only wait till my last breath;
Tear is all that I've cried,
How can I bear to see you cry blood...

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Now that I no longer look into your eyes,
My heart does feel a little bit homeless;
When I look at the green canopy
Weep in woes that my heart also used to be happy;
This longing will go on forever in life,
Though I no longer bear any grief;
The only query that lingers in my mind is
Going after another damsel
Has your heart changed a lot or a little?

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# A Love In The Spring


With the first rain of the spring,
Once love did shower down on my being,
I saved all the love inside a rosie peony,
After a while I knew it was all vain,
When, in a strong blow of wind the peony withered,
With each further step you disappeared;
Love and hate both turns into mist,
And the memories hides in the lonely shadow of the crescent,
When we look at the moon in night they haunt;
Those hearts who love more than too much,
Love finds every way to make them suffer,
Though they only wish to be together
with their beloved in this lifetime in the world.

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★ She's a gardenia with a heart too fair,
In a lonely coastal town she's a sweet song in air,
Must I vibe or let my heart live in her care! ★

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# The Night In My Heart

Why does your face still pops up before my eyes,
Everytime I rub them to see
those little dancing phosphenes?
Once I wished to be a bolide in your skies,
To explode love and make your world shine in léas;
But, you took all my love away without mercies,
And a forever darkness nighted my heart;
No more I want my gothic world to be diaphanous,
For my darkness no light is enough;
Now I'm moribund, I only belong to death!
My heart will never breathe same air as you till my last breathe;
An ocean of unsaid words used to float in my eyes,
Did you ever care to see those poesies?

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# Uncliched Cliché


You're the war
Between my qualms and ardour,
It torments me madly how you're so cold;
Thoughts of you won't leave my mind,
Even if I loose all my honor;
How you stir my mind with sombre melodies,
I think I'd let you consume my very being;
You're from a world beyond my fancies,
Yet we've got something similar,
As you're unreachable,
And ı'm like an art of a lavish gallery,
That could be admired only from far;
What we've got is bitter sweet thing,
One is vehement and the other is serene;
We both are clichés of an uncliched scene,
We're just parts of a melancholic film.

— NISHI

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#Summer Snow


Strangely enough, they said
Irrational is my devoted soul,
And the ballad of my love isn't real;
Have they ever seen all the stitches on my flesh?
The wolves could still howl to the moon,
But the beast in me couldn't even pule in pain;
I'm no rebel but, love is a luxury as such,
the fate of two persons are tied
by the red thread of the fox;
Although, I've never seen the Rainbow Bridge of love,
For the love these days are only lasting till fall;
If you ever intend to fall for me, fall in summer,
Fall in a way I'd love you fervently, forever!
As if you're the fanciful snow falling in summer;
Till the very end I'll be your irrational lover,
For such is life, irrational yet soulful and enver.

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PALACE : A DAZZLING PRISON


The palace is all about power play and conspiracy,
The big walls of the palace keeps all its mysteries;
The horror is disguised as golden glitters,
To breathe inside the palace is nothing but a curse;

Everyone impotent are fettered behind bars,
Some made of iron and some made of gold;

The ones holding powers don't have emotions,
Their soul is gone,
They're just living for the crown and throne,
The palace is such a dazzling prison.



– Nishi

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