Life on Lives Rising

The days are back here with their great stories
All the ends ending in a coming bright
Through glory of shines and half-shaded light
This comes onward in to their glories
Right from the reaching of stony old world
Those give only handhold's of provincial's day
That turns around the page of aspiring play
From the amaze of the city's circling burled

Waking up to fire of young minds to go
Seeking their turn to find out and to try
What they are willing to handle with and know
When bent on for glory and each its high
Becoming final to whom they will bound
Like life on lives rising coming around

Love Is a Dream

Here we go once more in a beautiful day
Steadfastly on with the dawn's new light
Everything’s glowing in summer's special way
Through the endless time from the night
Love is a hope in its eternal of a dream
Recalling feelings from the misty far on
Where hours are lying in endless esteem
With every passing we thought were gone

Love is a dream that we miss
Always in the returning of fall
Long gone footsteps and a lost kiss
Those we once more then recall

The Night Has Come

The night has come like a fallen goodness
Into flickering shadows glowing on
Through a dark that carries what is now gone
To the terrain of times own process
The flowers were taken in bouquets pale
To fill in the moments of driven day
In the heart of significance war's play
Like the footsteps on going to their lost trail

Every like flow of a burning cry
To stillness liberated understanding
Greeting the farewells and asking why
What it is worth these causes commanding
Now fallen like flowers to autumn´s age
Without further reverie in laden stage

Flow Rivers

Flow rivers of going time
Into the desire of forgotten brook
Those written are into life's book
In life of its many a prime

The moments to conquer and live
In the grace of its gratifying
What every prospect is trying
And from every its page to give

The bending of roads coming
And changing the fields overhead
That easily to occasion is read
What every its portion summing

Life Is So Much Playing

Life is so much playing
With everything it has
Of its out and in saying
What it is and what it was
Feeling always something
What it didn't know before
Of every way it’s keeping
And use to open each door

Life is always trying
Making right from wrong
Every lose knot tying
To make it again strong
Finding one and alone
Life’s sometimes struggling
In its fashion and tone
With its difference juggling

Life is what it makes
Twinkling thoughts awaken
In its gives and takes
And their maintains making
Entered through and perfect
Making shows and trying
Every of its many aspect
That more or less is sighing

Cast In the Instills Of Time

Bring me some flowers from rain
Those were wasted to the earth
Everything comes within pain
If it has been tried out in worth

Cast in the instills of time
Displaying the reviewing of gales
Coming to growth in its prime
Everything within instance sails

Morning is stirring the blossoms
With every steam and new leaf
Withering roots knots of its sums
Through every hour so brief

The time is a center of motion
That silted below the grass
The stream of the tangling potion
A mirror of time's shattered glass

Pushing the framework of living
Clawing the dreams going by
So much to the framework giving
Just like those thoughts that fly

The silhouettes are in the sun
With pink flowers red from the nape
As the colors wither and run
To make their red brown yellow strap

Daydreaming waiting the shadows
With every curves of backwards still
Morning comes dark in its glows
In every instances and thrill

Like razors edges of the horizon
Outlining the blood red enigmas fire
And moving its pace steady on
To give us new autumn's desire

Yesterday's curvier backwards clutching
Into the deprecate of tides waste
Everything with dark woe touching
From its coming new season's own taste

Enters the lagging of forest's row
And filling the moments with stillness
Now in its memories timeless flow
Where steps become withering chillness

Corridor of the tide's flowing chart
Changing its mood in its observing
Flowing eternally on in the depart
With every withering leaf curving

Many Shades of Whim

I've had so many phrases
Coming to my thoughts
In cheek brow many gazes
Of each they're on and ought's

The mildly dim ago
That every time is stealing
And what we to ourselves owe
In its today own healing

Like May that comes again
After the winter's dim
To give seeds to our pen
In the many shades of whim

When my heart breaks through
To give of its steady beat
Although it's just up to you
How you these aching treat

You're Lonely & I'm Lonely

We are always coming lonely
And trying to be together
For you and you only
Are flickering like the weather
And dreams are too far away
To be of any reality
Like a morning that meets a day
Only to be in its company

The night is for both of us
Trying to find times thread
And trying to catch up with every loss
That comes to be with us instead
Like love that grows older
And catches us in our while
Time is its many folder
And every its timeless style

We are always coming to change
And letting the weather conclude
Every its beating blanches
That gives every season its mood
We cannot forget the crying
In the hours many singing tone
As this time's season is dying
And we again shall be alone

Time And Time Is Passing By

Time and time is passing by
Like a haze of drifting high
Seems so little up out there
In their vapor going everywhere
Rising to the moments new
Where the hours is coming through
Or its rain drops in fall
Making echoes drum padding call

Life is in its sweetly now
Making heart and giving vow
To the feeling in alright
Or the morning coming bright
Never to be afraid of play
In the coming unborn day
Looking through the spangle sleep
From the dreaming dark deep

Time is gold in fluffy treads
Or the roses in spring‘s beds
When the hour is young and still
Before day comes to fulfill
Kissing with its morning light
Every darkish winter night
Where the gold comes to the green
And a garden of beauty is seen

A Flower Will Grow and Grow

A flower will grow and grow
And give every petals show
Of love colors up and close
In shades that to summer flows
Of every nature's true choice
Is given much speculation
With every tincture’s rejoice
In its step by step gradation

Their moments are never lost
They give of their pleasure’s glow
Of foliage green to yellow rust
As season in its moment's go
Like blue sky in dreams high
Following new twilight's dawn
Where every our fortunate lie
To carry our good judgment on

A life is like a flower of living
Growing its leaves from steam
Every its laudable there giving
Both of reality and of its dream

Day And Night Forever Going

Day and night forever going
Into the miasma of tomorrow
Memories from hours glowing
Whatever they might borrow

Rising influences and going on
Into their shivering gone past
Wishes warped but never done
Everything moves on so steadfast

Beaming lights into every start
Finding a new way to fascinate
Rising high from its first impart
Always to give of its own weight

Swinging contrast in gentle aim
Building on its past forevermore
Roots to develop and life to tame
Opening up its expectations door

Dreams Should Always Come True

Dreams should always come true in softly go
Like fresh summer after aspiring spring
With a voice from the inside that to eyes sing
When new love it has found in its truly glow
Like a walk of life that is going here through
Finding its inspirations in sweetly taste
And never for a moment in wooing waste
But always coming to live and renew

Like leaves of green each life is giving
From moments that are living sweetly on
With dreams and hope that always are living
In loveliness seeking and beauty's drawn
Reverie to be here with you for always
Like rainbows after rainfall in gray days

Motivations

Day light is always passing away
As evening love songs come through
And the night in its shadow to play
With the breakable heart of two

Love is a reason enough to live
Trying to work out taste or choice
A heart to a heart tries to give
Motivations from within its voice

Every Time Is Going Around

Every time is going around
To the fields of somewhere
From the time of timeless bound
In the ways of morning air
Every reality between’s going
Finding existence in the act
As the motion´s windrowing
In their interaction and contact

There’s a between in conception
Straight out of its creation
Proceeding course of exception
In desiring essence narration
The existence of true reality
With response of motions falls
Tones between tones modality
The distance of accenting calls

Desire of potency going through
The descent of life's essence
Something to response to new
In notion outlines evanescence
Life’s like a chorus into the fall
Breathe of the summer leaving
Every its activity swinging haul
Through existence hours cleaving

Every Corner Around

Every corner around
Shadow glow dancing
Dying twinkling found
Into the night blanching
Flowing hollow light
To the deep unknown
Where once was bright
From the corners shown

The perpetual sightless
Multifoliate kingdom
Every dim to dim caress
Where the night is from
To the eyes reappear
In every meeting going
Circling here and there
Obscure shades showing

Every day is a hope
Nesting the lighting on
To the empty elope
That with sight is gone

Born From Earth

A land is not forgotten
That is born from earth
And with life feet's trotten’
Of every time's worth
The metaphors of playing
In roots of dream revive
Though nothing is staying
That’s of growing live

The supplication’s finding
In twilight’s final meeting
And stone to stone minding
There from past its reading
The twinkling of each fading
In mirror glass water glow
Through wearing cascading
In time that comes slow

This kingdom’s walking alone
In boondocks crossing land
With every meeting stone
Life’s thought can understand
A glow with its tenderness
Lips of ocean’s salty kiss
Narrow through slenderness
Of every reflection reminisce

Every Hour Falling Eyes

Every hour falling eyes
Dreams within its kingdom
With a day of lessening skies
Where the dark is from
Sunlight going in to night
With the leaves of bringing
Every instance from bright
And its ways of thinking

Love songs fading into this
Of the diffuse entwine
With its many deep on bliss
Flicker of the glisten wine
Every voice of wind’s song
Broken down in shallow
What a heart in days long
And its love might follow

Every hour into its wear
Fading like old day
Now the shadows are all near
In their dance and play

Sweet Loves

Sweet loves there are many mottled thorns before
With each ticket to its passionate way
Meeting the coming of new quickly day
Where it goes to pouring desire for more
Infinite at first till it receives me
To its endless tang and small universe
Where faith lay buried in its numerous diverse
Of discoveries of existing sense free

Listen to invisible things fallen to reefs
Of river of desire that give life songs
And is guarded within each freshly new sign
The secret blossoms within the motifs
With every its way in its pass-alongs
Like fallen rain drops to the deepest brine

Day And Night Is All We Have

Day and night is all we have
To wonder and bring through
The reach of other in its calve
To make up and then renew
Like voices going through moods
One by one in gesture's wrest
The night of dreams in preludes
Those to the mind are dressed

The crossing roads of shades
Without a form to give or take
Their many prisms in its grades
Feelings sometimes up wake
In leanings to its latest form
Those meanings give in gestures
And in several intimate dorms
Of flow through and vestures

Forces of each day and night
In broken rays that soon is gone
Here with mode of flowing sight
Till each dark nightfall is on
Together lost itinerary through
Their forces of going motion
By conduct to refurbish new
Of plummeting light's demotion

I'm Still Here

I'm still here in and under waves of time
Giving love songs to my alone standing heart
In the summer breezes that soon shall depart
Every flow of its going and its prime
Deep where the ocean today arise rhyme
Through secrets and its many cutting tart
What life has given or later shall impart
With the tangling roots that to the light climb

Love songs of time in their weaving far on
Trying to reach to every fire inside
Where feelings touch like drifting clouds afar
Everything of love that soon shall be gone
Just like the haze in the blue sky dreams glide
Reaching to destiny of day's wishing star