Why? Why? Why?
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Thursday, September 4, 2008
Why? Why? Why?
Why does the old sun Go down the democratic sky Why does the valley of darkness Amuse the people Crying for health and wealth? Why can't the nature Rise up in arms To beat the dusts and ashes Of the savge civilization? Why does the dog Bark at the spectres Of shadows resembling The fantoms of lies... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
So Be It
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Brave Slave
You stand like a brave slave Among the ruins of fire and brimstones you cry for your lost soul All alone you walk along the rivers of blood and sweats You know very well where the sky will meet the infinity How mind and matter wiill equate the glory of heaven and earth. Your world ceases to be your... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Who Has Stolen My Shadows
Who has stolen my shadows? Who has gone to humble my all souls, brethren? Time wraps days after nights in moments of eternity All spaces sizzling in prairie fire like a nomadic tribe Like my fugitive shadows caressing my self, my all souls Sudden silence of violence crying in a whimper of oceanic... Sign in to see full entry.
You Only Live in Your Desire
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You Only Live In Your Desire
You only live in your desire In your desire lives a passion for life That drives you from your horizon to a blessed land Where a dewdrop seems to be a golden orb The golden orb revolves in your disguised sigh As if you drown your voice in deep soliloquy. You only desire to live in your passion And... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, September 1, 2008
What is God To Me
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What Is God To Me
God is what I am not And God is not what I am I am nothing but what God is not And whoever I am to God Is not whatever I am to myself. God is he who I am not And God is not he who I am But I see through him who I am And I know what I am not to him Is not whoever I am to him. Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
What Could Have Been
Had there been a sigh of millions There could have been a roar of laughter Thousands of footsteps would join in a long procession Holding the candle brighter than many thousand suns Voices would choke voices in writhing pains It could have created a symphony of stormy petrels Agonies would melt in... Sign in to see full entry.