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Redemption

I’ve been

saving myself

what i’m saying is

all the activities i did

for poetry

are because

my soul chose not to

remain silent

through the ordinary

days

like a demon

that leaps out of the cold

somewhere in the dark night

disturbs my mind

forces the sleep

out of me

brings me

body heat

and some

impulse and passion

loneliness and shouting

imprisoned in thoughts

they carry

the sorrow of an explorer

it’s so awake and resurrected

my ideals and ambitions

like a general

deductive

i mean

every poem i graffiti

every word is

a soldier saving

a teeny tiny me

awakens every inch

of my skin

every swelling

drop of blood

every sound of every

rush of adrenaline.

 

 

Tree

Stars come to me

beauty

starts moving

wind blossoms

imagination beckons

art

enters the heart

time

is the leaves

that fall on our world

there’s a

tree

in our hearts

that keeps it.

Direction

When you’re

confused

go read a book

and you’ll find

every sentence in

the book is

the way

forward

when you’re

confused

go take a walk

until the moment

you’re exhausted

at this moment

the place where

you most want to go

that is

the best

destination.

 

Recall

Dragonfly on the lake

ripples turn into thoughts

dancing shapes on the branches

wind blowing the horn

everything quietly

reminiscent of

bits and pieces of life

there’s no loneliness

in the depths of

the soul.

 

Relearn thyself

Tender green

in the beginning

matures in time

the deep, shallow, thick and light

catalogued on various layers and levels

filling the bookshelf

of spring

any kind of green

contains a detailed introduction

the origin, the survival, the development

of a species

including food, clothing, shelter, love and life

future and dreams

open your own title page in the spring

you’ll find some words old and lost

in a corner of time

some words have gone far

leaving their bodies behind

traveling out in the universe

some words gentle as a kitten

lying on the windowsill

of spring

watching flowers bloom and grow

some words wide awake

sleepless in the night

the chapter on love and life?

i flip through the pages

beyond recognition

the original soul

covered in earthly dust

on flying?

dream and reality contest

in the stormy skies

love interpreting a beautiful myth amidst

a messy life

i don’t really know myself anymore

the ache of every word

is enough to make my blood flow

into a river

words dead

buried in the soil of yesterday

words running

still on the road of life running

words now

have just been born inside the kernel

green

is an angel

conveying the power of spring

blood vessels swell

filled with hearty energy

words resurrected in thoughts

they blossom

into reddish peaches

whitish pears

and enthusiastic begonia

in the spring

i got to know myself again

life is a metabolic process

every new sunrise

is greeting from

a new beginning.

 

 

A night thought

The sun

locked in the drawer

the impetuous leaves

now calmed

the story

behind the moon

every bit every drop

rippling through the notebook

of the fleeting years

the recurring theme

on every page

happiness happiness happiness.

Kiss yesterday goodbye

When the sun rises from the east

the next day

when rooster roars again

it means that yesterday has become

a thing of the past

it has been written into the history

of our growth

success or failure

glory or fall

joy or sorrow

a new day should start from scratch

kiss yesterday goodbye

so that we are not blinded by immediate success

so that we are not overcome by whatever failure

not absorbed by glory

not defeated by sorrow

kiss yesterday goodbye

make a little more progress

climb a little higher up

the ladder of positivity

kiss yesterday goodbye

be the best we can be

in a brand new day.

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