Friday, June 15, 2012

forgiveness

the sad days upcoming,
when come and go, memories of sorrow
and belongings that won't pass on
in the desert of none have told

that blows from the sudden storm
is inadequate compunctions
time has agreed, very long ago
to splash sadness on promised pain

and when it feels like just yesterday
tomorrow is
nothing that seems to be void
and into that void,just prior
I hope to forgive
and hope to be forgiven

Thursday, June 14, 2012

Dearest Pain


the pain stuffed inside
that dearest,figure of yours
but nothing comes after
your crying eyes

longing for only,love
that your veins are punctured
within your heavy breathe
calling out to my back

although you say,I'm alright
lowering your head
those tears know no lies
killing you softly

such days full of vexes
hence faraway
I pray
in the sunless sky of yours
I will gather some light
to bring you
an eternal smile

The Comprehension of One Soul

Honesty comes in life as a caprice
that it stings, like a sherbet.
while sincerity is like a sand castle
carefully built to be swept away
by the atrocious wave of pridefulness

it is not easy,to keep them both
but inside human will always be
a stupendous prana of dream
to lead the dream over pridefulness

simplicity is a lie,for we are not
but to end of tangled string of life
there exist,a treasure of easiness
meanwhile the complex string is,dark chocolate

the comprehension of one soul,indeed
is to take out what we really need
from what we oceanfully want
it is like,one game of fishing
in the raging sea of madness

while ignorance may never bliss
we may still bounded to it
but remember to cast a net
for someday between the mold of slothfulness
a piece of dream will be landed

walking towards the path to heaven
is never too easy, yet too hard
cherish what you have and you have not
the most important thing, is acceptance
and no matter how further you fall behind
walk,and keep walking.

Monday, May 7, 2012

Condescending Moon

the fake glint,pure white
 countours of cloudless, adoration
 inside the wilderness
 a dimension without

     turning eyes won't delight
     showers of morning star
     whereas the extolment to beaut
     is the heaven shine
   
     upon carved misery,
     was the line
     trailing to prophet's sleeves


 the glory mid of night
 a simple blaze
   take a demeanor will not faze
           the ephemeral light


               so you find the moon pretty
               tell us more how you describe it
   

Saturday, March 24, 2012

Lilium

it is okay if you don't remember
   how flourish was our naivety

it was like a garden of lily,
   if you were to ask

   white,like the breeze of winter
           was not my heart as cold,before you?

nonetheless,as springtime visited
               you had chosen to go

           while I was still,
                    watering the buds,




Julia&V
16/2/2012