and the hours tick by
mathematics cure sickness
through time that is lost
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and the hours tick by
mathematics cure sickness
through time that is lost
through time that is lost
we learn the need to preserve
moments and seconds
moments and seconds
but don't be afraid of firsts
the wind is like that
the wind is like that,
fickle; as prone to slap cheeks
as to kiss softly.
as to kiss softly
hovers quietly over
her dear little ones
her dear little ones
sit quietly on the chair
oozing youthful calm
oozing youthful calm
an oxymoron for sure
no calm in the young
:)
no calm in the young
wheat, it wriggles in the breeze
golden in the sun
golden in the sun...
burnished skin, rays oil-polished
flip me over now
flip me over now
toss on me and you'll win, for
i'm the lovers' coin
i'm the lovers coin
smooth, dirty, worn, coveted.
cheap, easily spent
cheap, easily spent
does money ever really
solve the ills of man?
solve the ills of man
and the world will again be
a place to live in
a place to live in
full of heavenly essence
oh such purity
oh such purity
of air I have never known,
God bless this mountain.
god bless this mountain
where shades of glory reside
there the clouds dare live
there the clouds dare live
the warm valleys of my heart
moist with love for you.
moist with love for you
my eyes spill over with smiles
ageless is the flame
ageless is the flame
that licks the door, unopened.
Within, the heart burns.
Within, the heart burns...
my love in a furnace of
incineration
incineration
the film of packets of light
invoking fire
invoking fire
with your black eyes of desire
are we born in flames?
are we born in flames?
is our love setting the fire
that is uncontrolled
that is uncontrolled,
this restrains a sad heart, the
other whispers, 'yes'.
other whispers, 'yes'.
but I say "no, not just yet"
we must wait a while
other whispers "yes"
as echoes of all the no-s
die gradually....
*scratches her head* well well well....
We must wait a while
till the raindrops get tired
of sopping the earth
of sopping the earth
the clouds spent their time thinking
of this lovely day
(I'm so bad at this I don't know why I don't just stop!)
Dont. 'Cuz then this thread will be full of crappy haikus like mine.Quote:
Originally Posted by Granny5
"Of this lovely day --
dreams of all the flowers are",
whispers rose to leaves...
whispers rose to leaves...
"the sun is shining on us
so warmly today"
so warmly today
does my soul reach to heaven,
absorbed by the sun
absorbed by the sun
universal truths cast far
spirit's knowledge gone
spirit's knowledge gone
departed from the corpus
knowledge dies with death
knowledge dies with death
and turns over with distrust
alive with passion
alive with passion,
it breeds within me, growing
a forbidden child
a forbidden child
hidden from the sight of eyes
brings hope home to stay
brings hope home to stay
knowing that you will return
to hold me again
to hold me again
and keep the bad dreams away
is my need from you
is my need for you
a burden about your neck
you can cast it off
is my need from you
that of a mother's kindness?
you give so much love...
http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l1...rningHeart.gif
(for Granny Sandy)
you can cast it off,
but I hope you choose not to
I mean every word...