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MOTION

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Snowflakes come hurling,
Land on your eyelashes.
Melt quickly.
Sparkle, but an instant.
 
Ballerinas twirl,
With incredible grace,
Fly through the air,
Lead hard lives, that few know.
 
Thoughts race,
Are totally consuming,
Then they're gone.
Lucky or not, they return.
 

Late Autumn

Not sooner than now has autumn bothered to paint
Her frescoes in dazzling bright yellow and red
Late autumn postponed her dreary gloom
And gave all us gifts of a sunny day’s blue
 
Autumn has coped with the summer’s demise
The wind like a blizzard keeps smashing the panes
With overcast skies as a shroud for the sun
With drum-roll of rain on the roofs up above
 
Late autumn indeed is a reason to pine
What’s molten and welded in ages behind?
How easy it is for the warmth to leave love
How can I describe these feelings leaf fall in the rhymes?
 

Fallen Soldier II

You are a name on the gravestone
You are the most beautiful twenty years in your beloved one's life
Yet how many people know that you have once visited the world?
 
Whose side did you take? For whom did you fall?
Your life sacrificed.
What if you returned and learned you are no longer the one?
Would you forgive?
 
Would you forgive the unfaithful girl? And country?
That did not keep promises.
A dear John letter from her? Nothing from your country.
 
Veterans, homeless, dwell in the streets
Unwanted heroes in delirium like reality
Shoulder the burden of horrors.
 
How easy to send you into the fight,
How easy to lose your life.
How easy is to lay you a wreath,
Even easier to promptly forget.
 
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