#poetry

Paradise

Will I see you in my heaven?

Where songs of forgiveness are written

Ripples of water dancing vividly

Raindrops racing briskly

Dandelions gently kisses your wary hands

Tide wears dove-grey sands

Fathomless memories gathered in God’s Labyrinth

I hope I won’t forget you, my sweet Hyacinth…

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Rainbow

Purple rain, blue skies

Pink oceans, yellow butterflies

Can colors define emotions?

I need to hide it with these gypsy-potions

With your black and grey walls

Don’t worry, sunlight can still call

So what color do you desire?

I’m a painter you can hire…

The Ocean and The Sky

The ocean and the sky fell in love with each other

Blue is the color that they chose for one another

There are times when the ocean almost dried up

And the sky cried just to fill her up

But the sky can’t get rid of his wispy white clouds

And the ocean can’t control the caps of waves that splashes to the rocks, so loud

They want to touch,

But all they can do is stare, that’s not much

With a love that’s eternity or maybe infinity?

And that’s their only certainty…

Confusion

Addicted by the sweetness of your lies

Until it’s too late for me to realize

Drowning from this indelible feeling

Trapped in this emotional reeling

Finding an escape route

I want to kill the cause, it’s root…

The words that I crave to hear

Your voice as poetic as it can be

To be awake with this confusion

Or be in slumber with only a conclusion

Damnation

Temporary bliss in exchange of eternal suffering

Kings and Queens of the present, slaves of damnation governing

Ravenous for gold and silver

They want it all, not a big giver

Until they feel hollow

And they see the world shallow…

Here comes the reaper

Bringing their souls deeper

Into the phases of hell

Wrecked souls bid farewell

Concerto

My hymns of lamentation,

Demanding to hear this meditation

In tune with the tones of pain

Not too long for you to feel it and regain

Singing these sorrows from the heart

Which one was your favorite part?

You can choose an instrument to break me

But I’m already wrecked, can’t you see?

So come here, where emotions are mute

Play the chords of one dusty lute

Let’s form a band that performs poignantly

Until everyone hears our track of grieving

The Frog Prince

One gloomy day, a princess was lost

She saw a glistening pond with silvery frost

“How do you do, fair lady?” said a croaky voice

A startled face answered a frog with a crown covered with moist

“Where’s the way back to the palace?” she desperately asked

The frog prince said, “There’s this eerie path but you have to go fast.”

“But before you do that, can you clean my crown?”

So the princess gracefully lay down

The frog prince put his lips on hers in a hastily mode

Then the princess went from human to toad

From her frog eyes, she saw a handsome prince running towards a blurry path

She then was covered with tears and wrath