sleep well

In the night, if you hear the voice of the forest that sings the chants of the beauty of an angel, or the somnolence of God's grace, and feel the winds that swirl by faintly and soothe your cheeks that sweeps through a flute's melody, you probably see me, my prayer, silently wishing you good night, wishing you care, wishing you love.
~by me

just a short one

His heartbeat is countable,
But deeds were noble,
Man had tossed him anger on,
But he angered not,
Though they in good man's suits were gone,
For He was forgiving,
In those delighted wolves in sheep sinning,
Though his heart stops at his flesh's death,
His deed shall stretch 'till its eternal breath.
-by me
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Though his heart stops at his flesh's death,
His deed shall stretch till its eternal breath.

o.o

I am the warm light that bathes you as the morning comes,
I am the shadows that follow you behind,
As the noon, and the daylight approaches,
I am the seas, the mountains, at the back of your mind.

I am the breeze of the spring that swirls by every little while,
I am the heat of the summer that rains sweat all over your head,
I am the red leaves, and the solemn wind that comes and goes in a mile,
I am the biting of the winter's wind, that stays in your bones, pestering you in bed.

I'll be around, always due,
Needless to say, I am with you.
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Sadness is a sponge that sleeps atop the lonely ground, under the freezing rain, and bathed in the pale somnolent light.

Ken

Sadness is a sound that is loud and clear, but it fades into the endless abyss floating about no where, no direction. It fades with the echoes and sluggishly turns itself into silence. -Ken (me)

Sadness is translated through a soundless world, it collects the heat that evaporates along its way, and rains down when the clouds get too heavy, but as the clouds fall apart the rain falls delightfully in the lonely corner of a place.

If you can listen to my heart, you can listen to the rain that falls from the dark night sky, hitting under the ground bathed in the pale nightlights. And the breeze sleeps my soul again, and my soul awaits comfort.

She whose magical words whispered and left those pretty sprinkles of magic droplets, snatched my heart away.

this is my life

I do hope that a girl will be able to appreciate me well =/ sigh, life is just a big tough guy, I am a lonely man, guess it'll keep being that way

My Sacks of Endless Love

My shepherd gave me two sacks,
One the empty, the other the filled.

Oh big world!
I'm climbing up this big mountain,
My shepherd be my light!
He taught me what to do.
To pick the love along the way.

I pluck the love along the way,
And leave them in my empty sack!
Then sprinkle love from the filled sack into the sleepy air!
On the sleepy trees and the sleepy plants, above the infertile ground.

Sometimes the rain soaks wet, and my hair, curled,
My sacks, drenched,
Sometimes a heavy, big sack,
With my heavy sack hung on my back,
I would still sprinkle love along the way!

And meet people as I climb,
Slowly with my shepherd onto the great mountain.

And as I go,

You, shepherd of mine,
I hope to find her in my climb,
Just to keep her in the love I can find!

That sack I've gathered love and wisdom with,
As my journey runs with it in the coming width,
Just so she stays in the love and comfort of it,
In all the love I've gathered and can give from it!
At the end of my journey thirst shall never come,
And the love from the final sleep shall infinitely sum!

life

Let me help you, and try to understand you, and try to hold you until the end.

You shall return violence with good.

Always, to those that you hate, that have exasperated you, forgive.

I don't mind if you don't understand, just don't misunderstand.

That evil little cacophony that sounds, Steals a handsome prince's charm.

The intelligent speaks nothing greater than its own heights.