The morning rays of the Sun cling
On the upper bow of the Rainbow
Emerge after a moment ‘s dusk
Brown Pelicans and Western Gulls
...
Flashing rays
Thunderous sound
Fire encases melting heat
Shrapnel ignominiously
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Son, what will you do
If you are given three wishes from God?
The teacher stares at the 13 years old student
With a deep sigh
...
The sound of running water
galvanizes the wound I endure
Since we met
No remedy could heal my injury
...
Sounds of gravel under heavy tires
Teasing the silence of little house in the
Bushes and surrounding of wild flowers
Open my exotic fear
...
The distance, laden with terminal disease
Counting the days to eternal abyss
Fragile, a vein ruptures
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Miles away…your voices drifting
Far away…your crying milling
Apocalypse now…or never
The night is still freezing
...
The mist crosses
The lonesome ocean
With sporadic sighs
Making a huge comeback
...
I met a friend
She dreams
about the summer
The flowers are on the table
...
Krakatoa roars lava flows
Natives scattered to death
Grasses no longer need a mow
Leaving no lives and wealth
...