joe acacia Poems

the wind that blows coming from north,
it fills us with strength.
all the clouds of the past left without a noise.
the sun is getting old.
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with you, i just want to slow time.
and just feel the wind
running through my ears.
just you and me.
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I remember.
There was a that time
When She was still happy in a field of stars.
In a happy time line,
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you're a cherry blossom tree under the spring moonlight.
when your beautiful leaves are falling down sliding in my hair,
i want to fall with them-like the sun falling into dust.
in summer, you smell like the sun.
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still searching for the letters of calligraphy
spread in papers with ink.
where the brillante form of heart
and beyond which a study of four letters is eternal.
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I will be your light
to make you shine bright
'cause time and you are just right
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I could feel the sunlight coming to an end.
I kept my eyes fixed on the southern sea.
and beyond the great sunset mountain,
I saw the sunset painting the sky in red.
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legends tell a story and stories become legends.
some turn into embers and some into fames.
the embers will blow away,
but the fames will be remembered for centuries.
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The sky's eyes are grey,
pouring tears that washed up
the sadness and grief that filled my heart.
The howling wolf standing where
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living in a world where the sun lights up on our days,
a world where the sun appears and the darkness disappears.
this world where humanity complain
about the feeling of sunlight burning their skins.
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