When we hear the chirping of birds
We can’t understand what they meant by those words
...
I’ve travelled so far
To find the perfect lover
Sacrificing all I have
Thou losing all my hope
...
You make me happy
Whether you know it or not
You should be happy
That’s what I said from the start
...
Love is not perfect
It does not have any clues
Love is not a guess
And will never bring mess
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Faithful Love
Faithful love is my ideal love
Being faithful to each other
...
My Ideal Love
My ideal love needs not to be perfect,
Same as what you have
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They know you,
As they know me
But why Oh why
our hidden feelings are perceived
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I am a student teacher who's aiming to publish the works of my students. They have an exceptional talent in writing literary piece. I truly believe in the free style form of writing to express one's feelings. The young poets (my students) are acknowledged at bottom part of the piece.)
Silence
Silence!
Silence please!
Silence may be too old,
Silence may be too odd.
But silence gives life to the unpeaceful soul;
Silence may bee too loud,
Loud that you can even hear your heart beat fast.
Silence that can be a vast.
Don't ever let silence conquer the inner you!
Because the dark persona might eat you.