You left stars and moon in grief
You clapped your wings and went above the reef.
You left the stories incomplete,
Your words, gestures and few memories will always wail..
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Your presence gleam on everything,
Yet it sounds the door will open and your smile will bring spring to my frozen garden,
You'll wave your angelic wings and the relic winds will veil over all sorrows.
The bridle of smile over face is lost, Wild behaviour is recklessly revealing out.
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Leave this mess, crave to fly.
Live in dream no doubt in sewers but under the sky...
At least dip your heads in the water, no doubt in small bucket, open your eyes to listen the music of butterfly...
Get mad shout in crowds, but don't veil your cry...
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Somewhere, in the mid of crowded, soulless and violent Roads.
The long! Endless queues of machines stuck in the grits.
There are cries and sorrows in the soul of wind,
The frozen daffodils raving in and around machines.
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In shadows cast by endless sky, I ask the question 'Why? '
Why do we bear the heavy load of sorrow, pain, and woe?
Why does poverty persist, and hatred in our hearts exist?
Why do jealous eyes so gleam, and wars disrupt the dream?
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Taking long breaths and sighs over this wet shore,
Dawn has arrived, but darkness lingers more.
A heavy heart bears the weight of despair,
In this world of shadows, it's hard to repair.
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In the shadows of dawn, a weary man stands,
His shoulders bear burdens, life's intricate strands.
From bosses and managers, demands never cease,
A relentless cacophony, a heartache's increase.
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