Extinct in nature- this is how poets are supposed to be.
A wave of emotions ran down my spine,
locking up my eyes and striking me in the past,
left me unspoken, touched me with loneliness,
the stir of broken dreams pinched my heart calling your name.
...
Today like everyday, I remembered him
wonder if I will be missed, too?
Today like everyday, I called him
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I was a crystal moon on a blue sky,
you were my twilight in a dark night.
I was a wanderer in the forests of love,
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Your dream came to me so true,
as if you touched me again with your love
Your words struck me like arrows,
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The overcasted weather of my heart tells me everyday
there is a shower of blessing awaiting my presence
The twinkling birds of hopes whisper in my ears
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