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Bright words

If your word isn’t bright as lightning,
Breathtaking thunder,
Resounding like a lead,
Better for you to forget how it was spoken in the beginning.
 

The language is corrupted

Language has died out and misery still continues occupy the world.
 

When Owls Fly at Night

If you know the shiver of nightmares,
 
When it fly between the midnight and the dawn continents,
 
If you were listening with your pores 1 before your ears,
 
And you see with your fingers when you feel the body of soar 2,
 
And your hand shakes my sorrow with your breath,
 
If you are read my tremor voices mine in your lips,
 
You will becomes worthy of joining
 
to the flyers club of the night owls.
 

• 1. Pores: To meditate or ponder intently.
• 2. Soar: To fly upward, as a bird.

The perseverance of an ant

I have the ambition of an eagle and the persistence of an ant.
 

The next love roses

The parting knock my door,
 
And when I opened the door for him, he gave me,
the next love roses.
 

for your eyes

My life is a thousand love letters, unwritten for your eyes...
 

The drizzled memories

Finally, I closed my eyes
waked up on the drizzled memories that calamity by ache, drenched in pain, tears , breakdowns and your destructive tenderness.
 

Maybe Tomorrow

Do not sow thorns in my land, you may come to me barefoot tomorrow.