micheal john

My childhood a moment unforgettable.
A moment of careless pleasure
A moment when there was no thought for what should be,
what may be, carelessly moved all.
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Only by sight i behold
And heart becomes ensnared
Why doest thou ache
When i giveth not consent to thy motion?
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Out of rage he rose to smite his brother.
What strength lie your arms?
He is but slave to foolish rulership,
what power have you? I asked?
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I saw heaven
It was whiter and brighter than snow

I saw heaven
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No words!
only but gasps and exhales
heart bears the pain
the unspeakable burden
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It opens wide and bright
to the one special
the one whose day is today
her day is the brightest of all i've known
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Here am i pleading for love,
though i do not know you but i think of you.
I do not know you but i long for you,
i do not know you but i dream of you,
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Bruising, kicking, clubbing.
Chanting, ranting, yelling.
From afar their judgement is pronounced.
Scourging, ravaging, encompassed
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Have you ever loved,
and meal is of no need
each time your heart whispers
the name of your love?
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My heart calls to you
every moment
every season
every dying time
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You appear in my dreams
Every night
in the garden of your love my residence is
You are the subject of my imaginations
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The long distance you keep
The gap between our heart
The track i couldn't trace to reach you
Are the reasons for this illness
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I hear a voice
Yes i hear from a distance
The voice of an angel
I give my listening
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It dawn unto us, a day all long awaited,
for to the one excellent in creation.
Your day so bright like the morning star.
You are the best of your kind.
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I will be waiting for you,
even when all ages gathered and gone,
even when time tarries not.
When moment flies in race.
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This sacred stream that flows by mystery,
where many had their pans filled,
there where many swims and are dried by folly.
where their pleasures occupy as madness,
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It seems so magical in its teaching saga,
amongst its wondering subjects i am but lost,
its an imposition most regret, at its calling they flee,
Its dark illustrations unknown to many.
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In this lonely night
i know not sleep
in thinking of you
my heart knows brokeness
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School is closed,
children yells,
all cheers and noises everywhere.
dust of feet spreads like whirlwind.
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Kill! kill! kill!
you that loves to breath
blocked your brother's nostril,
having yours wide open,
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