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
Sunday, August 17, 2008
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
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
Saturday, August 16, 2008
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
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
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
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
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
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
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