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Who Is It

Posted in POETRY with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 5, 2010 by will

WHO IS IT

WHO IS THE ONE YOU CHOOSE

WHO IS IT

WHO IS THE ONE YOU LOSE


WHO IS IT

WHICH ONE YOU WILL LET GO

WHO IS IT

IS IT ME OR IS IT NONE


WHO IS IT

WHO HAS THE RIGHT TO TELL ME WHO TO LOVE

WHO IS IT

WHO HAS THE RIGHT TO SAVE ME FROM LOST


WHO IS IT

IS IT A FRIEND

WHO IS IT

IS IT A FRIEND

Have You Ever

Posted in POETRY with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 5, 2010 by will

Have You Ever Fall In Love

Have You Ever Thinking Of Someone Till It Hurt

me

real me

Have You Ever Cried Yourself Till You Fall Asleep

Have You Ever Feel A Butterfly In Your Stomach Each Time Someone Is  Near

Do You Love Me

Do You Think of Me Till it Hurt

Do You Cried Yourself to Sleep Because Of Me

Do You Have A Butterfly I Your Stomach When I’m Near

Will You Ever Do Love Me

Will You Ever Think Of Me

Will You Ever Cry For Me

Will You Ever Have Me….

Planet Earth

Posted in MICHAEL JACKSON with tags , , , , , , on November 16, 2009 by will

Planet Earth, my home, my place
A capricious anomaly in the sea of space
Planet Earth are you just
Floating by, a cloud of dust
A minor globe, about to bust
A piece of metal bound to rust
A speck of matter in a mindless void
A lonely spacship, a large asteroid
Cold as a rock without a hue
Held together with a bit of glue
Something tells me this isn’t true
You are my swweetheart soft and blue
Do you care, have you a part
In the deepest emotions of my own heart
Tender with breezes caressing and whole
Alive with music, haunting my soul.
In my veins I’ve felt the mystery
Of corridors of time, books of hisotry
Life songs of ages throbbing in my blood
Have danced the rhythm of the tide and flood
Your misty clouds, your electric storm
Were turbulent tempests in my own form
I’ve licked the salt, the bitter, the sweet
Of every encounter, of passion, of heat
Your riotous color, your fragrance, your taste
Have thrilled my senses beyond all haste
In your beuaty, I’ve known the how
Of timeless bliss, this moment of now
Planet Earth are you just
Floating by, a cloud of dust
A minor globe, about to bust
A piece of metal bound to rust
A speck of matter in a mindless void
A lonely spacship, a large asteroid
Cold as a rock without a hue
Held together with a bit of glue
Something tells me this isn’t true
You are my swweetheart gentle and blue
Do you care, have you a part
In the deepest emotions of my own heart
Tender with breezes caressing and whole
Alive with music, haunting my soul.
Planet Earth, gentle and blue
With all my heart, I love you.

smile… my son….what the use of crying

Posted in POETRY with tags , , , , , , on November 16, 2009 by will

what the use of crying

CASTLE OF SAND

Posted in POETRY with tags , , , on November 14, 2009 by will


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ECLIPSE OF MY HEART

Posted in POETRY with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 12, 2009 by will

finally…got the nerve to pour it out loud
 
 
 

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Have any of you ever wonder…

“what can i do to help this vulnerable shivering creatures..

to guide  her and her little one walk away from the ruin of their castle”

rather than that…

all of you delightfully

biting……

and tearing a part……

their meat with your cruel claws

left her and her baby

nothing but skinny bones

“those bones are proven for sins and lust…..,”

they said unheartly

“for others to learnt not to ruin their own castle……,”

they shrieking the oath

for none of them acknowledge

it was her effort

to mend the broken walls

it was her sweat and blood

to keep the castle stand tall


for her heart and soul trap

in the dungeon of honour and bond


for her life

have transcedence

to beautiful black eyes

and silky soft white skin


for only those eyes

strengthen her

through out horrible seasons

……….horrible winter……….

………viscious summer……..

…………dry fall………..

……….heartless spring……..

for all she have done

only to kept on

surviving through

the total eclipse of her life

the eclipse of the heart

for more than ten hundred years….


and more thousands of years of eclipse to come….


WHY DREAM ?

Posted in POETRY with tags , , , , , , , , on November 10, 2009 by will

I shoot for the stars trying to chase my dreams
All the while I feel I’m bursting at my seams
One day I’m happy up higher than I’ll ever be
The next I find myself falling deep into the dark blue sea
Drowning what emotions that are left inside of me

Happiness comes and surrounds me like the wind
But sadness and doubt comes right on in
Leaving me feeling more lonely than I’ve ever been
Why does sadness come and steal all my dreams
Leaving me doubting myself or so it may seem

The sadness overwhelms me each day I awake
Erasing every step and breath that I take
Leaving not a trace of what was, what is or what can be
Leaving me empty, setting me free from all of life’s misery

Do not dream for dreams are just that
Dreams can become nightmares that cause you to doubt
Just live your life as best as you can, be happy with what you’ve got
Make the best of life’s plan
Dreams are o.k. when your asleep
But they are no good when your awake
They will just steal the very breath you take.