Sunday, January 29, 2012

Chaos World



Passing through time in a thin line
Crossing through the hardest road,
Finding through the times of fine
Walking through the wildest full load.

Chaotic places can be seen anywhere
Struggle was a highly definition to unfold,
Ironic places to spoke to everywhere
Turmoil conveys the land as it told.

Too many paths to cross too
Lots of different ways to choose,
Too many blocks to pass through,
Lots of opposite sides able to chose.

Things that hard to explain
Roads that could not easily see,
Places that difficult to complain
Paths that you may doubt to flee.

Travelling through times and space
Looking for something to place,
Travels through rough and hard to face
Searching for one thing to trace.

Able to memorize each side
Distinguish the real to not,
Able to mind the place so tide
Disorganize to be truth or not.

Sunday, January 15, 2012

The Light Flame



Lights came from the flames
Enlighten the darkness,
Filling my nights with lights
Making my heart in flames.

Burning into the candle stick
Colors of yellow and red like a stick,
Making it mix in orange in the candle stick
Light up in the air like a stick.

That is how it in flames me
That is how it burns in me,
Filled my eyes with flaming light
Filled my heart with burning delight.

Sunday, January 01, 2012

Dreaming



In her life, she never failed dreaming
Dreaming about many things in life.

Things that was too impossible to be true
True that she wanted to come true.

She's hoping, so much hoping
Hoping that she will always dream on and on.

On having it such as easy as she wanted
Wanted to become true in the reality.

How she wish dreaming are not meant
Meant to be only a dreams as it is.

Dreams that can be absorb
Absorb not just a dreams.

Absorb as a true, as a reality
Reality can accept by mankind.

Poetry of Dreams

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