Romantic Poems

You have called at,
in a land where stars grow on a wet soil.
You have called at,
in a land where flowers sell their beauty to those eyes
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You have called at,
in a land where sparrows always want to nest on top of casuarina tree.
You have called at,
in a land where words are matured and ready to harvest by the
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You have called at,
in a land where love is served in a cup of tea you drink.
You have called at,
in a land that disappoint you then break your heart in a night.

nb: thanks 4 coming to my life... i love

you.

How long the distance could you afford
before taking a look at me behind and watching that silence
But both us choose not to give up, right?
keep walking, looking straight ahead
holding out the desire to look behind
We should have embraced those moments
as a crumbs of sweet desire
finished by an intercourse.

There would come a time when you forget, perhaps
the stories you have whispered
between the rustling of bamboo leafs

alone

There would be no more endless lonesome years, perhaps
on the night sky scattered by star lights
you used to tease

There would be no more useless season, perhaps
your desire to the dawn rest in a

sprinkle of dew
which comes uncertainly

There would come a time you would understand, perhaps
it is a prairie
which has never asked more than a soft wind
that would bring your perfume to the alleys of rock mountain
when you have already afford to dance with the weeds

alone

I just want you to understand
that clouded sky happened since the sun
is too greed to rule the earth.

It forgets that there are still the wind and the clouds
which still rightfull to breath in every life that sometimes forced
to prostitute itself to power merely.

I just want you to understand
that there is an really undefined silent moment
when you were not present in my

lonesome chambers

...

nb: always happy to see your smile that appears in your eyes...