Sail through those voilent waves
And unsettling wind of dust,
To find the way to peace and smiles.
For life is not a fading tale by chance
Nor a fairy tale by choice

Listen to those cycles of silent wars
And loud laughters,
Lonely nights and crowded corps
For they are signaling you to stop ruminating
On all the tough times and the tragic lines

Life is not a monochrome of
Pathetic voidness and a mundane emptiness
Life is a kaleidoscope of smirks and tears
which create colourful patterns
And reflective lessons...

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Little did I know I was carrying extra baggage,
while I knew my shoulders are tiny and sluggy

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My heart beats over an endless chaos,
Trying hard to send the peace across.
I begged it to circulate a dose of venom,
So that it could soon bid me to the heavens.

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I sensed the void in your voice,
And saw the pain in your eyes.
I got lost hearing your story,
Of an endless throbbing agony.






I wish I could set all of it right,
Right enough to lit up
those bright shining lights.

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She is a half broken twig
And an insect eaten fig

She is an age old wine
And a lost ankle chain

She is a lone snuggy snail
And a wild messy ape

She is a lame somber heart
And a semi abstract art

She's a violent ocean wave
And a haunting misty grave...

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I thought you would make a neck piece
Out of the thorny seeds you collected
From a tree beside a lake on a hot sunny day
And would make me wear it as a choker
So that it would peirce through my skin
Causing bruises that can leave a forever mark upon my neck as an imprinted image of your art
Making me remember for the rest of the life, of my love, of my sins and of all those moments when I actually lived...
But you... you instead placed them in the soil
In the home garden expecting that
Love would sprout again in a new form it is meant to be and that you would feed those trees all the food that we skipped on our every meet
And manure them with all our hugs that never ended

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A tear drenched heart
On a lonely day
Looked for the love
In the corners of the world.
Like the wet wings
On a witty day
Looking for the sun
In the margins of the clouds...

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The rain sometimes hits at the right chords,
To wake up the soul and make it nostalgic,
About the times that were once beautiful,
Thereby making the heart smile for the rest of the life.

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There are some eyes that
shine like stars on the sky
That bring happiness and sparks,
And then there are those that
Carry the bonfires burning the
tiny bunch of dreams into ashes...

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After all the battles you've fought,
I have seen calmness in your eyes,
Silence in your voice,
Peace in your heart,
Warmth in your words.
I have seen a fighter in you
A bundle of love buried deep down there,
Unshared and treasured from ages.
There is a home inside you
Where not everyone is allowed
Home that has been built out of pain
Home that has a route which is invisible
Home that has all the answers unshared
Home where I wish to live forever...

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