young, bold and red,
like a fresh gem named ruby,
a stone of justice and perfection,
attractiveness and confidence within,
like nobody could see and predict certainty.
I see your scars through your eyes,
they are glassy and fear of disappointment,
they are watered neither in joy or harmony,
they are always awaken and sleepless,
nevertheless you act like there is always tomorrow.
you...
Monday, 25 September 2017
Sunday, 24 September 2017
I Saw An Angel
I saw an angel last 16,
with his translucent wings,
sparkling smile and innocent eyes,
his touch is sincere and admirable,
his words are green mantras,
ear worming as well as healing.
the skies are neither blue or light,
the skies ain't gloomy but clearly warm,
yet I see the sunlight pierce through him,
yet I see the clouds are dancing among him,
he looks like a perfect dream and...
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