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Andreas Akun Poem
I love you, not
Because you’re all everything
But ‘cause you inspire me to be something
I, without you, can never have a lot.
Love for me is not sweet
If you don’t fill me with plain longing
Though I know we’ll soon be meeting
Love I can’t live without even for a minute.
You won’t need to be my soul mate
Because you know by your true sharing
Of ups and downs in living
You and I are united in the same fate.
Not all your dreams though
Are coming into this tough reality
But I contently live those desires as destiny
Not at all regret saying I always love you so.
Copyright © Andreas Akun | Year Posted 2009
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Andreas Akun Poem
Be yourself
Enchant from a distance
Have a true dream
Avoid ghoulish competition
Passion in anything
Past lessons learned before reacting
Yes, it’s only beautiful if it’s different…
Copyright © Andreas Akun | Year Posted 2013
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Andreas Akun Poem
I will never be ready even though you signal your leaving
I foolishly keep the bright days since so much yet needs sharing
of long partings after our intense then rare meetings
of wild childhood stories and unfathomable blur future waiting
nowhere we could ever imagine even truly existing.
The beauty of the freely crystalized future has then come true
with your unchanging care and simple soul in skillful gesture of true blue.
You know I love you so much even in my silence
I know you’re now gone, but forever unforgotten,
Wishing you were here, silently cheer our encounters often
even if I know much of your pain and sometimes helplessness stands
in the face of bitter destiny, we all struggle to walk away, to just be gone.
But we can’t lie that time to bodily part will come anon, perhaps this afternoon breeze
just in time to forget our worries, but to thankfully remember our sweet memories
of how much I love you…
And I will always do
in the deep ocean of true blue.
(28 October 2022)
Copyright © Andreas Akun | Year Posted 2023
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Andreas Akun Poem
Love, Unreturned
Mother…
May you find peace though in silence
On this very earth as ‘tis in heaven;
The true love you’ve always given
Here there, in happiness and dejection,
Equally so at hard times of desperation,
Rue not even once in your life instance.
See, the world, the truest mold of genuine
Love of all lovers can never return
Oysters sacrificing for pearls from stones
Victimizing herself as candles for illumination
Ending only in endlessness of compassion.
Copyright © Andreas Akun | Year Posted 2009
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Andreas Akun Poem
Life Runner
Life the kite,
The kite in sturdy wind
Of life game to win.
Wind of life,
The kite runner calls for
To fly high and soar.
More games of gripping,
And loosing line
To soothe the endless –often uneasy– journey
To strongly live the game.
Copyright © Andreas Akun | Year Posted 2010
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Andreas Akun Poem
The sudden bright rain
When durian flowers* fall--
Smell of bigger joy.
Copyright © Andreas Akun | Year Posted 2017
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Andreas Akun Poem
The sun-birds seem endlessly twitter
Rue not the day I love you
Up there the leaves quiver lively greener
The ripples unhurriedly caress the bank of a river
Haul me with pleasant shiver of being stuck on you
For the sun and the birds are there
Up-and-down I know with your love
Lighten all worries and fading hopes
Lessening my sweet taste that
You sometimes feel bitter
Long after we learn the sun will set
Or the birds will quietly be home
Vast rivers may even get dry
Even nothing left but silence
Yet through all these ups and downs
Of living under the sun, still I Love
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Copyright © Andreas Akun | Year Posted 2013
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Andreas Akun Poem
Life the soaring kite
Worth only with the soft wind
Like a child it smiles.
Life holds and lets go
Like the kite in the strong wind
Feel the bliss to win.
Life runner in wind
of fields with ups and downs wind
stand still bitter smiles.
Copyright © Andreas Akun | Year Posted 2010
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Andreas Akun Poem
Loook again,
You're wrong in this: If,
You think you're all out thriving
Just to find something illusive
You blindly call perfect love, and
An invisible being called perfect lover.
Love never stays.
It incessantly grows, blindly
harbours at no already-set hearts of
those who have visually felt filled.
Thus, perfect lovers never exist.
Love is always new in many ways,
filling the empty looking souls, growing
from seconds to years...and then ages,
and true lovers grow along.
You won't be there, but following, for
only traces of a perfect lover are real.
But, it's more than enough.
Loving lovers imperfectly grow,
and a true lover is never perfect.
Copyright © Andreas Akun | Year Posted 2015
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Andreas Akun Poem
The Terrorist is Dead
The terrorist is dead, for
He has killed his feel
Even sold his only soul.
Terrorized with his error eyes, then
Errantly slaughtered his brothers
Run his evil planned fun
Ruined the beautiful boon
Organized the blasted organs
Roamed, bombed freedom rooms
Ignored man’s pride honor
Shot the open thought
Terminated his faith.
In short, befriended his being teed off,
Stopped his love:
Designed with evil mind
Ended all with his pleasant id
Assassinated his sole humane state
Doomed he forever into his life tomb
Copyright © Andreas Akun | Year Posted 2009
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