Poetry

A FRIEND

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Wed, 14 Jul 2010 15:34:00 +0000

He loved you,
but it's not your boyfriend
He attention to you,
but not family
He is ready to share the pain,
but He does not have blood relations with
He was Companion

     Friend ...
     Angry like DAD,
     Care such as MOM,
     Annoying as SHE,
     Ticks like a BROTHER,
     but love you more than your boyfriend

MOM

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Wed, 14 Jul 2010 15:23:00 +0000

Mother .....
Your smile invincible by diamond
caress your love expensive unsold
Unsullied white affection
That's why you ...

     Mother ....
     Mimicked worth the patience
     You're talking sweet
     decanted from your sweet lips

How perfect you
As perfect flowers in the gardens of paradise
Like a flower that always Scent
Nan fragrant your affection ..

FRIENDSHIP

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Wed, 14 Jul 2010 15:20:00 +0000

Either Now or Later
So subordinate or boss
Living under a bridge or a full wealth
Dead with a gun or with permission god
Believe me my friend
The story of friendship
Classic Stories will become in the future
Being a Tale of the sweetest in the end times
About Friendship without breakup saga

MEANING OF LIFE

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Wed, 14 Jul 2010 15:18:00 +0000

life is not how many people who know you,
not how good people adore you,
but how you can touch the lives of others
in a way that is not replaceable,
so that your presence is very meaningful for someone else.

About Love part 4

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Tue, 22 Jun 2010 12:54:00 +0000

If my love as deep and black as a ditch, do you willing to love me? For I am afraid, in depth was kept quiet the savage and deadly currents livelihood.

Lie Must End

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Tue, 22 Jun 2010 12:43:00 +0000

There is no point in the proud-proud
Still, I do not mean ... ... ..
There is no power for me to fight
What am I
Like a leaf
I am the leaf that fell from the tree ...
Wandered blindly by wind

Has this chest feels tight

Bear all the lies
To no empowerment

That's all I have right now

It was already dark world ... ...
Nothing for me the slightest crack of light

I hate you but I can not do it
You

I want to immediately stop and end all this

Love That Never Tired

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Mon, 21 Jun 2010 00:51:00 +0000

There they ... There winged star
Seeing the light
Two people ... being hit miss
Sing a song of love

There are hearts that never tired
Although unable to be near you ....

I also understand you waiting
Touch caresses, love thirst
I also hope, this longing
Not limited to words
To replace, myself when
My far ....

I confirm ... this heart awake
Devoted to you
And you too ... remains one love
Do not bother err

There are hearts that will not be charged
By something other than love you

I also understand you waiting
Touch caresses, love thirst
I also hope, this longing
Not limited to words
To replace, myself when
My remote ...

I also understand you waiting
Touch caresses, love thirst

Sometimes There Will Be Confusion

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Mon, 21 Jun 2010 00:44:00 +0000

Life is a journey. where we are in demand to be the most perfect figure.
but ...... not will there ever be.
and in the end ..............
sense of selfishness that will win.
and
no one will ever feel such selfishness.

probably not much different from the Love ......
we will feel always happy.
but when we lose love ,,,,,,

we also make sure to say "NOT LIVING FAIR"

what, and where love is like

spirit is to live ......
and live for always excited .........

About Love part 3

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Sat, 19 Jun 2010 16:48:00 +0000

I've never loved your face, your looks, the way you treat women, let alone your body like a mattress in my room. I just admire your tattered clothes, your nose, dirt around your body, or you smell that never bathe. Because I do not like mortality, but a loving presence.

About Love part 2

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Sat, 19 Jun 2010 16:27:00 +0000

Love and all that in sparks, and all those who shed the rebellion, freedom and all of which he published, was part of God. And God is the infinity of mind within the limits of the world.

Tips Birth

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Fri, 18 Jun 2010 11:49:00 +0000

So when my mother was crying and presents me with a stream of blood, sweat, effort and tears. I also contribute to scream. And remember you uphold me and whispering me

"Song for my son. Who had just come from heaven lord. So I want you to bring the beauty of heaven for me. Until the world makes me clam up even more addictive lust from heaven. Once I become like you, my son. Where is the mirage of authenticity must be altered with a truth. So it is the religion of truth, is the god that turn on and off. Is god bless and fury. So I want you to embrace my religion, for heaven that you left for me, will return to you.

My son, a world so wild. Where ignorance is more meaningful and the truth shall make you superficial point of view today. So I wanted you to change them as accurately as possible. Your will and religion that have turned you in existence. Because the world is just stopover for people who can address the exam, both the sweep over both the jerk.
My son, I am sorry if I gave the toys that will only pictures of abstract future. Can you color with your favorite color. Dad did not want spoiled with electric toys, because luxury is not the intent of the dogma of life.
Let your father lead the children of heaven like you. Shows what you do not understand and will teach you how to address your curiosity. Until your father off brittle-ductile fighting over you.
My dear child, weep for fear of the world not because of fear of losing the world. For the world means nothing compared to the trial if you will not care. "

In the umbilical cut me and bathed me in prayer that is paired with the softness in my name. Messenger rock me to sleep with the humming and occasionally I squirm in my mother's hug. You just smiled at her amusement at will.

About Love part 1

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Thu, 17 Jun 2010 14:31:00 +0000

Love is the god that seeds planted in the fields of human souls, so that sowing with fertilizers that aligning the gift dilemma rhythm of life. Developing a love interest in God and Love To the Man with the beautiful. Then fruiting sincerity, piety and purity that make up life.

One time when I said: thee "God, my father?"

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Thu, 17 Jun 2010 14:14:00 +0000

My son,
If I said: you, where do you come from? why are you here? what are you alive? Who wants and make you walk? How do you know about life and death, and life after death? Then all your charge will be based on the existence of all the mighty power, namely God.
My son, then show you how great it was really his power. Rotate the universe right on its orbit, grow plants and animals around you, creating earth and sky are you located between them. Periods in which the seeds of love both your parents are united in a sacred bond. Blowing each soul from heaven afterward.

Turn off and turn the spaces among you who never escaped from His control. Presenting the courts, heaven and hell, heaven-hell, and those elected to glorify you. There is no doubt and the futility of it yourself.
My son, actually we are so small from all the mercy and grace. However, we so often do not realize that we are raising our body with rage. Then cultivate faith in your hearts, my dear boy. Let your body and covering fields such as deep ocean creatures that are always inspiring power. For will flocking angels welcome you later, waiting at the gates of the most beautiful that have been promised.
Prostrate, my son! Present your god as a friend to your long wait in mortality values.

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Wed, 16 Jun 2010 01:06:00 +0000

Tomorrow is the day where I could hold my hand.
Greet the sun is blazing like a torch
Then looked at my eyes often filled with knife

Tomorrow is the day where I can find him at a crossroads
Full of dust and gravel will lunge lunged,
Self-conscious human beings along the path, and the conglomerates who have lost their names.
Then, I take you far away to walk. Through the bridge crossing, zebra cross, sidewalks, traffic lights and noisy uproar lurking death and highlights the faces of the wounds penetrated deep.
So that we will stop in one spot together.

Tomorrow is the day where I was yelling to call.
Although you can not ignore it and let the coolness scavenge amid the flames, sacred fire in the sky.
I ran and ran thou.
Not to chase you chase but the roar of the stamp on the asphalt-stomping

Tomorrow is the day when I face you on the battlefield, between life and death is heartbreaking.
And I'm picking up the blood and tears of blood-granddaughter children as weapons against you.
Then, I will repay with my life.
Although no longer touched the hearts that remember me.

Tomorrow is the day where I will embrace the rain in my arms
And I heard the whispers that surrounded the small ears, leaving emotion.
Then, I saw a dirty body while facing cold, and heating is not as beautiful as a rainbow looks like.

Tomorrow is the day when I saw the smiling, singing songs, painting, reading fairy tales, and poetry for me.
And we ponder the fate and suspend the words of the soul of turbulent yesterday
Then, I cherish you into space.
So you can fly like birds chirping sounds of sowing.

Tomorrow is the day where I would be stunned, lay in a lack of awareness.
Waiting time is over.
Then, I saw the angels separated me with you.

Tomorrow is the day when I still be me.

EROTIC

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Wed, 16 Jun 2010 00:59:00 +0000

My love has gone edible love, We love bringing karmic love The deadly love with love ...
Love light so bright by lantern love the painting with her love To love lover
Which always move in love In love On love The truth is in the sense of honesty that await ...
Just want to love lover the hooded sanctity, With love that could not stop crying for love in love with her breath sobbing ..! He is already hates love and affection of love ... The love that was so long to tell in his words ....

PARADIGM DECAY

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Tue, 15 Jun 2010 14:47:00 +0000

Ever tripped over your saliva on my lips lust
Your heart never exploded above my breasts
I nod in the cradle false
Who does not hurt, sorrow clash love jungle clash muscle in
What outraged that never tarnished
Holy soul, is dead. Stale food poisoning

DUSK ROOFS

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Tue, 15 Jun 2010 14:41:00 +0000

Interlocking ripped apart genital space
Not an arbitrary order of the court evening peed
And touched the souls tired of destroyed,
Because unintentionally backs up the dream
What I do not know of good karma
God who turned the words
About longing, love, and death that continues to block

ANGRY

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Mon, 14 Jun 2010 17:06:00 +0000

Apoplexy crawl
Stoned in anger
Convulse
doors reverse brain
Have a legal dispute
BURNING.

PARODY

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Mon, 14 Jun 2010 17:02:00 +0000

Me and the love that once you're talking about
joked on-stage entertainment stage
Playing drums and danced the yearning
Accompanying the play a thousand times more singing

He dances, along with singer
Rhythmic chanting a melancholy soul
Inspired thousands of spectators who clapped chest
because his admiration for the beauty of screaming
Till death urgency

FEAR

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Sun, 13 Jun 2010 04:59:00 +0000

Peace is tasteless

Lasting impression was not hopelessly in dreams

Black burst, freeze awareness

Cornered by the rippling soul rave

Noisy hearts said hesitantly

Lunge lunged, casting a prolonged revenge

Tortured.

REGRET

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Sun, 13 Jun 2010 04:52:00 +0000

Shortness crush

Pinned, chained

Pain.

I fell, almost dead.

Want to cry, no tears

Dry.

There was no flavor, frozen soul

I held a knife, pulled up

Gone are hunted my sins.

REFUSE

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Thu, 03 Jun 2010 19:33:00 +0000

We've shared stepping over the bodies,
We promise to throw in the abyss, the abyss where we've got
and pledge.
But you do not come to me today.
I'm already covered in cuts, falling up hit the gravel hard,
because waiting behind a rusty fences

You actually give life to each one of them, to deny me.
Up to incarnate in the shadow of that terrible in our lives
Start obsessive-tied and air knife
Go away you fly with them, leave me ..

I was the wedge,
Unanimously opposed the nude backs
Do not know the direction back ...

OFFENSE

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Thu, 03 Jun 2010 19:27:00 +0000

And I do not have to eat
Blood soup on the stove feelings
Although the stomach would not stop singing

And I do not have to eat
Blood soup on the stove feelings
Although the stomach would not stop singing

Because I never meant to hurt
When a pair of glowing eyes

And pain that my heart just enough

But not for love
Which blossomed in the heart

FROM THE POEM DEFENDANTS

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Wed, 02 Jun 2010 16:36:00 +0000

Forgive me, king
With my whole soul and body
Why do not I just beheaded?
While you have a slave hard

Forgive me, the glorious glorious
Are not you more proud of your lies
You enrich deception without truth
Lie without evidence
And the servant who always accuse you

Forgive me, O soldiers burst
Why are not you Draw your sword in his eye?
Breath while you swallow when you see me bitter
At worst your looks

Forgive me, O my heart lord
You've tortured slave to crazy
But I still let you wait for a verdict
In front desk your dumb
Forcing a slave to death was not said

O thou the leader of all
Trial servant with your instinct
If you are still silent, the host
Punish Servant
Poor things

NORTH WIND

noreply@blogger.com (Private File) — Wed, 02 Jun 2010 16:30:00 +0000

O north wind,
I was disgusted to see you!
Where is your bow of an oncoming horde?
While I still do not breathe this early

If you kill me with your daze
When you still do not understand ...
I think you're the only one among your people the most beautiful canopy
But how bad!
How bad your looks when you rob a glass of my time

O north wind who forget
Refused to place the glowing promise of inurement
And when before you!
Who sleep in the ocean caress my body licking

Hi, the winds roar!
Hearing testimony
And one day,
You'll be beautiful in a sense, the dream of peace

It is I who jumped me welcome another wind
Whatever his name!

O north wind that hurt
I kept trying to hate ...
I pulled up seconds that ended ... yield ...