Jona PoloRamirez

I may not express what I feel for you
But in silence I know 'Someone' up high do,
I may not feel your touch in my arms
But the wind's silent soft touch will do
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Birds swimming in the sky
Colours blended with the kite
Beach's gleaming in sandy white
Sun shining a beauty in my eye.
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'Hope is a waking dream.' Aristotle

Hope is a dream - a survival of our inner thoughts,
Love is a hope that opens up our hearts,
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'God created air to give life, and water to sustain it.' J. Polo-Ramirez

Get on with our lives in two different worlds,
Mine in the slow lane, yours the brain gets drained.
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Winds blowing from the east
Transplanted scents into the west,
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Mountains of forest far beyond the eye can see,
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We are blood relations and yet there's a big wall between us,
We can't get through; we choose not to get through,
The wall is growing not because it has to - but a wish
A wish that somehow this wall will unravel itself, a wishful thinking;
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Love, how should it be?
Sweet charmer you've got me,
If love's a mystery then
You fall in and out one day.
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Memory lost in a sea of thoughts
Thinkers not, but images recalls
Mind sees the picture
But eyes just the shape
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'Arrange whatever pieces come your way' Virginia Woolf

I thought I died in a dream one night
For reality tells me my heart did die one time,
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Awake again, late at night listening to the sounds,
A city of urban hustles, parallels of foxes' hounds,
Crickets replace by transports' whooshing by
On a highway, busy like an ant preparing for a stormy day,
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The minutes of drought in my mind in times where the city
Is bustling with life, sounds of movements from a car -
Meaningless - but its continuous movement from afar -
A brook flows by, an imagination... wanted to reach out
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Harbinger of death half clad in a gown of grey
Hair tousled, monstrous to my normal sight,
Fist clasp, holding a thunder cloud...
Face stern with unconscious smirk ready to jump out.
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Mountain ranges smiling dawn of the day
River sleepless, awakened by a peeking sun's ray
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A Special class of four, writing and re-writing
References so vast, the choice abounds,
An intelligent choice, a brilliant idea surmounts,
The price of knowledge, a flexible thinking
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My life began as an upsurge of existence
A series of my continuity, my time's desire to move on.
For my time moves on forever, moves forward
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Full fathom lies our heart's desire,
Mourned forever 'till the next life,
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Man-made jungle, grey and brown colored forest abound,
Giant hawks perched on cornices - ready to claw;
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'There is a message in everybody's smile.' JPR

She mirrored herself into a pond,
She speaks not with her mouth but in her sad eyes,
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The Tea Mug waiting to be picked
Her only company while Death knocks on her door,
The sun already setting by the horizon,
Outside the world seemed to stand still
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