lady grace Poems

blown by the wind the beauty of the past
smooth lips wear faded smiles
handful touch wishes hungry moves
countless teardrops on the floor....
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Is it the tear measures hate and love?
Is it the laughter gages one’s kindness?
Is it the fame evaluates the popularity?
Or is it the failure determines the necessity?
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Checkmate
We laugh and undo
Concentration, we always do
But laughter
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creep to the ground
corpse to the level
arms in action
fight in a battle
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painted faces in the dark
stitched scars mysteriously flushed
eyes blacken…lips broaden
costumes and suits differs in trend...
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those years were full of success and trials...

life of worries and loneliness...
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the touch of your fingers
the softness of your hands
memories of the past
buried gently in my mind...
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if i could only paint the stars
i'll paint them like a necklace...

if i could only paint the seeds
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waiting
i'm always waiting
the days and nights that you’re not here
i'm waiting
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oh destiny of my life
show me his honesty
give me clues and signs
thru his words and integrity..
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