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A New Trial Again

Injustice prevails
With hidden lies
The justice is down to earth
Each morning a new trial


Cut me off the gloom
And I will feel the boom

Let me play with joy

The Language Of Love

I am the poet of harmony
I speak the language of love
The words I produce
The themes I consider

About The World

Sometimes it is good sometimes it is bad
Sometimes it is charming, sometimes it is dreadful
Sometimes it is global sometimes it is parted
Sometimes it is hot sometimes it is cold

A Baby Cry

When it comes to ears
What happens
It sounds like something strange
Like something is wrong


So miserable at this stage
Feeling thorn like something
Hidden in the thoughts
Suppose it is your touch

The Dark

This enormous flood of grief
This insatiable hunger for sympathy
This demand that surrender
These heavy draperies of grief

Roses And Thorns

Red, soft, shining and delicate rose
Brown, hard, dead and hard thorn
Live side by side with love and joy
Take the blossom of life and go along

The Sun Is Eating Up Bloods

The sun is eating up bloods
The hot flaming wind is taming
From the hut it sounds so sweet
Calm down O Sun Calm Down

We Pray For You

We pray for you
To play and cry
As always as sun shines
We pray for you

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