Edmond Rand
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In this amazing morning, on my weird garden
Million of flowers of my age
Same generation, same image
But this one, with weird leaves, hide anything?
...
What language, what poem
One single vowel waiting for
In the green book of innocent
Vocabulary of my childhood?
...
What if your exhausted desire can rest a bit
Upon the chair of quiet valley of this world
And be bored again because of quietness of dead stones
left its memory in my all invisible living,
...
Consciousable honey flying above an unknown real flowers
Therefore, when the sun arise, it ask itself: is there any
Other flowers hide from this hermit memory here?
As soon as it received a response from itself, a million
...
Peaceless guitar, left its hearts in my tomb of memory.
Sing with unopened mouth and language of my animal.
Which will be translated in thy poem yet begin,
Descendants of my reality, which I listen
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You are a flowers of whole beauty,
Made to not remember these all pain of mine,
You, the only liter of water my pain's fire expect,
Which you do not remember anymore,
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His fears love you,
Not because of love
Her desire departed,
Not because of wanted to arrive
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Behold, studied from the forests,
white hair and carry his school books
for me and my child yet sleeping,
And I just heard a voice of male chicken
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Have thee tasted whole fruits upon this earth?
All have their bitter seed
Except this one who wear nothing except White garment of truth
Not as a lie of this green garment upon thy shoulder the trees
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While the rain start,
I will call the moon: DREAM
And my heart: single dust play
a sky's soccer ball in the birth of stars,
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I am a black dragonflies,
Or kite, fly upon the hand of its offsprings:
COUNTRY OF MY FOREIGNERS
I am,
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Well, you are in peace my beloved
And wanna invite all offsprings of night,
To check again their box of toy,
And say: 'all have their stars'
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Edmond Rand Biography
Edmond randria is an adult age 27, his mother's name rasoarimanana Charline and his father's name rasolomanana Edmond, he studied at st Etienne ambanidia Antananarivo Madagascar (private school) until grade 12, he is also a missionary(preaching the gospel in south Africa Johannesburg) , he loves instrument especially guitar player, simple man but open for everyone, love talking to people especially those who he preached, he loves to preach the gospel, notwithstanding, he fight always for the real existence beyond all things we see in this life As a missionary he knows that GOd prepare a place for all his children, called" plan of salvation) .Edmond rand is an person hard to be angry but easy to be sad because of sometime unreason or personally reason, he loves writing so far poem, sadh poem but he is a joyful person, something he always ask himself, because of unknown reason, he loves his country capital Antananarivo (Madagascar) , those who wants to be familiar with him This following below is his details Email address: freretiana@gmail.com House address: II 39 TER AB AMPASANIMALO(Antananarivo Madagascar) Postal code: 101 Antananarivo)
The Best Poem Of Edmond Rand
Who Stole Whole Angels In This Garden?
In this amazing morning, on my weird garden
Million of flowers of my age
Same generation, same image
But this one, with weird leaves, hide anything?
Speaks without mouth opening
And my melody of poem is yet starting
It's vowel, upon my grand father's hands sleeping
It's beat, sing and dance in the unknown world
It's singer.o! my grand mother of paragraph,
Willing to play an instrument but
Our mother of phrases is yet learning one properly
Movement of pronunciation..
A! Welcome you mother of my heart children.
Whether grew from other roots or really analphabetic?
Perhaps my nonsense poetic..
And suddenly, whole creatures are gone
Except fear, my baby heart flame.
Her prisoner smile's desire, my invisible honey
Exhausted of it's crazy desire
Her recently lost poem of love,
Winner peace dwelling in the dream
Two lost kites look for each other in the sky
Of green love, two hide stars pinch each other with
Sweetness of kiss, urges destroy each other in the hide room of stillness
Two candy choose to swimm in the water of coffee
Corrects alphabets suppose themselves to be nonsense
In the ready phrase
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O! I'll miss you garden of secrets
Please, respond me tomorrow morning
Who stole whole angel in this garden.
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