John Zxj Poems

At the table served as a desk
He who listened to me
while I was explaining the praxis
with glitter in his eyes
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minute by minute
the clock is ticking
on the plane of circle
time is spinning around
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(for my dream girl)

I am attached to Irish diamond
because everytime I see it
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this piece is for you who's reading it
and hope you will like it

today is the end of 2007
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the night was freezingly cold
i couldn't smell the daffodil
hair stands on end I started to trembled
both body and soul
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(It's for you, my dear brother
I appreciate that you share you life with me
Life is always like this, a tide, sometimes high, sometimes low.
sometimes bitter, sometimes sweet.Just take it!)
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I saw your face in the dream
and you in the leaving
On the path outside the old fence
are you steps' outline to no end
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being a Rover & wanderer
I have no where to dwell
stopping in front of a well
leaves fall in autumn
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