Sunday, March 16

Ghastly Roses

Staring on the ground decor with petals of roses,
roses that you said you love.
It came from a nursery of many others,
upon reaching you, the designated owner,
you swipe it onto the floor,
littering my heart, decorating the floor,
cleared your answers.
Petals so innocently glamoring its unintended host, the floor.
Wind ghastly comes by a greeting of mockery,
as the petals of the rich-red roses, dancing gracefully along,
with the wind.

Compilations of Love and Misses 2

Images of you pigments my heart as how ink pigments the paper.
It sticks and absorbs through the paper,
just as how u flows and absorbs by my heart.

Everything will comes to an end sooner or later, respectable to time.
May the images of you tickles and pedals me on till its time to end,
Flower withers, water dries up.
Fire extinguishes, love stops.

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Rowing a sincere boat,
a boat-ful of roses,
thorns aside,
boat glides alongside.
Alongside a yard of roses of thorns,
all attention onto you.
All so perfect and graceful.
Nothing else describes the beau of you.
Of you in my heart.

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Don't say goodbye as yet,
Its isn't over yet.
things just got started.
Isn't it wrong to stop now?
Don't stop please.
Please let this heart of mine continue for a purpose.
Let this soul of mine longs for you a little longer.
It's just a thought.
Just a thought traded for something, somewhere.

All i need is the air you breathe, and a place to hide my feelings.
To rest my feelings on you.
A place, a place you would prefer me to hide in,
a place where all you ever needed.
It's time to move, to move into the place you'd hide me in.

A place that only you and I knows of.

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Light screwing out its solitary silence,
music 'blasting-ly' mute,
world's going wrong direction.
You came along and change my prospect of everything.
You may be the last to feel it,
I'm the first.
World starts revolving rightly position.
You've carried me to somewhere strange yet natural.
It's a normal yet different place,
a place where lights no longer screams,
music no longer being loud.

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When the twinkling stars in the wonders of the skies forms your face,
i stare into the skies in appreciation,
When the wind ghastly whisper into my ear,
reminding me of your voice,
i enjoyed the moment of your beau in within,

Morning comes by,
and the clouds drew you in in.
Accompanied by the gentle awaking morning dew breeze.

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Compilations of Love and Misses

Missing someone has never been so hard before,
walking down my shore of memories,
have found new misses,

So don't say goodbyes,
your smiles that worth a thousand candles,
my heart melts like never before.

Being with you a moment, needs a big heart to comprehend.
How my heart melts in your presences.

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Knowing you is simple,
getting to know you makes my heart fonder,
Harder to let go, harder to give up.
Easier to give in, easier to let in.
A kind of warmth i got is not comprehensible with a blanket over me.

A stormy weather however,
speaks how cold i felt when you're not around.
How every droplets rushes towards the earths speaks of my urge to catch a glimpse of you again,
again so sooner.



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Don;t wake me up this dream of mine,
a dream that consist of you makes it harder to wake up.
Putting my thoughts on the floor,
everything seems so much clearer,
catching a glimpse of everything,
i've got a better understanding now.

Dreaming out loud, dreaming now,
Floor is getting brighter, It's dawn.

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Sunday, March 2

A night outfield

The sun sets down for its day of glory.
The moon creeps out gently into the skies.
Lurking the beau of the night with stars glittering dressing the skies as the fine sand dressing the desert.
Immersing myself in the wonders of the skies, enjoying the calm beauty of the glitters.
The moon standing out from the rest, drowning my attention in my heart.
I'm missing her.
Miss that silly and sincere conversation.
Before long, the sun takes its place, placing myself in a skies of misses thoughts of her.

Lone Tree, Lone Future

Standing underneath a lushing lone tree,
looking far ahead, took a chance,
took a fall.
Couples couples having their own spaces and time,
songs gently melts in my lone heart.
Accompanied by the tree, it shares my feel.
Looking back, i chose to ignore the bigger picture.

Looking back now, songs still rhythm in my heart.
The tree still here with me.

Slient night, Mass Voices

Voices of many, silent within,
sharing a common shelter, distances away from the souls,
Hearing masses of voices, i chose to be away from.
In within me, i'm thinking, i miss her.
Not too long ago, everything seems so fine.
Now that i've feelings for her, my heart pins for her.
Thinking of her becomes a norm now.