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Here Comes Winter Again

Here it comes again; softly knocking on windows at 2A.M, here comes the winter at a cold silent night, awakening my soul with the smell of dust after rain, the smell of mom holding me into bed, with the voices of my sisters playing next room, here it comes again with painful delights, here it comes again taking me back home.

Let the drops of rain knock on my door and let them ache my heart, let me taste the sweet smell in my tongue like a little boy getting wet beneath the rain, waiting to be rebuked, but none of this does matter because the burdens of life are slipping down with the rains being drifted on his coat, none of this does matter because the weight of life was just not this cold before.

Here comes the winter with empty corners in my head and echoes of laughters in my room, a piece of chocolate I can no longer find and a broken toy I’ve never thrown away, with good sweaters that never felt warm on a cold night like this, let the chilly breezes of winter take me back home again, to smell my father’s smoking cigarettes and my mother combing my hair, and the smell of coffee beans on one cloudy morning to refresh my day, oh here comes the winter, remembering me again and stopping by with few memories to take me home.

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I Think I Just Miss Home

And as the weary dawn laid all its burdens upon the restless sky, a quite light of morning tickled the sleepy heart of mine, a yearning tear landed on my cozy pillow, and a well painted smile crossed its way through my lips, I left up my head and gazed into the sky through the glass of my dusty window, I put on my coat and rushed myself out, the air was clouded with cold breezes of wind, and the street was still wet of few drops of rain, the pavements were empty and I was the lonely who’s passing down this road, I lighted up a cigarette, sighed deeply and whispered to myself: I think I just miss home.

I think I miss my torn out toys up in the shelf of my closet, and I miss that crowded street we used to play on till night, the air was fresher and the sky was brighter, the sun used to be shining and life used to be the sweetest, I think I miss home where all my troubles rest as I sleep and all my aches fade away as I weep, home is where all the memories dwell and all the dreams shine, home is where I belong and I think I lost my way back home.

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Dreamer

Close your eyes for awhile my friend, I heard there lies a moon far behind the black sky, I heard lovers were dancing beneath, can you hear them singing? I can feel their tipsy steps making rhymes on floor, and smell of perfumes filling the air, I heard a sun rises to brighten up their world, and birds do sing them charming melodies at morning, they say they have roses in colors and beautiful trees in the streets, and have they told you about the sea yet? They say it smells so wonderful and the delicate air of seas caresses their cheeks with soft wet breezes, oh my friend, what have we seen in the dark but the fragile ghosts that we are!

“Hush” whispered to me, “I lighted up a moon inside my heart and I smell lilies and jasmine in my nose, my dreams play tunes my heart dance on, they speak to me all night and there I see a starry night floats above, I feel the warmth of a sun in my soul as it hugs tight, whispering to me hymns of love and joy, lightening candles for hopes which had accompanied me amongst the dark, why have you closed your eyes my friend? Look through the colorful roses I painted for you with eyes wide open, let the lights off so you would see clearer, let the lights off so you can brighten up the world that hides with you, for my friend, what have we seen in the dark but the free spirits that we have become!


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Brutal Salvation

Sip that blood .. fill thy melancholic heart
bandage my deep wounds then dig me a grave
may my life begin if I shall depart 
for the mortuary life had me enslaved 
and my conscious mind cursed his sanity 
scattered am I among those frosty dreams 
to proceed my road to eternity
and satirize the life I won't redeem 
so tolerate my sin .. accept my wrath 
for in this perfect world am incomplete 
survived by death .. anxious for my last breath 
drift in grief as I flip my final sheet 
thus I rot shrouded by desperation 
till I'm blessed with thy brutal salvation

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Somewhere We Don'T Know

Beneath this gloomy sky, I can feel the warmth of that shy sun hiding between the clouds,
while sick breezes of hope ached the loneliness the dwells in the heart, mercilessly
burned the only memory that’s left of tomorrow, and I .. I was just trying to smell the
air of the eclipsed dawn, trying to breathe what is remained to breathe till I cross the
finish line.

And a touch of grief brought tears to the eye, seeing the life that had been shrouded in
somewhere else, oh, what have I missed! What have I missed in this cruel land!

So many joys I saw that never were mine, so many pains that bruised my nights, yet I never
thought they will be mine, and still I yearn for a life I believe exists in somewhere we
don’t know.

And so I closed my eyes beneath the wings of night, departing away, forsaking my deluded
dreams, burying my soul with the ashes of love and life, with all the dust of what is left
behind, sleeping silently as if no one will ever know that I was here in somewhere they
don’t really know.

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On the Edge of Sanity

The heart is heavy, and the burden won’t be borne away, I seek the sun beyond the 
weeping moon, among the mourning stars, I seek for hope in the faces of those 
forsaken spirits, I moan silently, wailing for the diseased dream, and the rain softly 
washed away the remained memory of the sunlight, leaving only darkness in the 
horizon.

I weep delightfully, as I amputate the hanging wish, releasing my soul from the ghost 
of hope; comfortably I sank in grief, unwilling to rise, refused to pass through, this 
comfort drifted in my veins so ruthlessly I almost couldn’t breath.

Oh, woe for the dreams that kept me hanging on the edge of sanity, and woe for those 
promising tomorrows that faded in the ashes of solitude, for the foolish in me had finally 
crossed the way to the fairyland where a heart can dwell in peace.

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In the Silence of Beauty

How much of words shall be compared to thee

How much of beauty thou must have possessed

For mouths had blundered when words rushed to flee

Brightened eyes by thy fairness were caressed

Gloomy hearts had blossomed beneath thy shade

Deserted spirits in thee had been blessed

So shine along the dawn where nights shall fade

And release my hopes with a tender kiss

Where warm sunshine lies over lonesome hearts

Hymns of joy flowed so softly into mine

And where dull nights fail to break us apart

I glimpsed my dreams in the sweet love of thine

Seeking in thy beauty for words to steal

As I am embraced by heart thou shall heal


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Till Shines the Day

Tenderly hits the rain on the window

Cheers my heart as it sweeps away the dust

Fits me between roses of green meadow

Deluding me to dream, or so I must

So softly it fell as poets may tell

Passes on the gentle chill of winter

Carries me to you as I hoped it will

Lost dreams to miss, and nights to remember

Still I remember what nights left behind

Still I rejoice when rain knocks on the door

As it flames my heart, too hopeful yet blind

To shine on sweet moments I have no more

For as rain drops sneak when sun is away

So does my heart, steals dreams till shines the day


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Love On Scattered Sheets

The sheet is wailing for some troubled letters, and the words are struggling to be 
heard, and I comfort myself with a pen that reflects the shape of my heart, I leave 
these notes under my pillow waiting to be found, hoping they might fell in your hands 
accidently, and words will tell, exposing the look in my eyes, uttering the breaths that’s 
been held inside, and as you seek beyond the lines, look further and you will feel my 
ache, whisper my words with your lips, so I would listen to my heart in the tune of your 
voice.
Those sheets are weeping beneath my pillow, yearning for a touch of your hands, 
praying to be suppressed in your fist, keeping me up all night listening to their grieving, 
until a new born dawn floats among the smothered air, composing an epitaph in the 
consolation of the forlorn words.
And oh my darling, how I pity for the weary pen that sews the letters in the sake of 
you, and how I envy it, oh how I wish I was a pen emptying all my heart on some white 
sheets until my time is through and then I could sleep in peace.


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Letters From the Ocean

For as the sun drowns in the misty waves
I coat my dreams with the filthy shade
And gently some drops of ocean tickled 
Whispering my thoughts in a stormy tune
I coat my dreams with the filthy shade
Jiggling my soul with a wetted hope
Whispering my thoughts in a stormy tune
Drifted through my veins as I went on asleep
Jiggling my soul with a wetted hope
To believe in a rise of a holy sun
Drifted through my veins as I went on asleep
That abides to arise with daily new notes
To believe in a rise of a holy sun
And gently some drops of ocean tickled 
That abides to arise with daily new notes
For as the sun drowns in the misty waves