Blue Verses

It was the beautiful dusk Sun floating toward home Mountain reflecting sounds of songs Birds flying over green like land As the eden was nowhere but Right at my home just in my dreams. After a couple of minute My feelings got frozen My earing sprung a stimulus That took me outdoor just to listen to the Voice of nature and experience How great is the hand of Creator. I sat on the tree where mufasa's son Once enjoy breakfast discovered by pumba, There I sat...wondering if it was true To see the world without cruel and fireflies Without evils...I loved that scene, I knew Eden is for sure. For I have been there. I was asleep but also awaken I can't express it just by words because they won't be enough...but maybe it was just a sleepless dream that took my soul in skies To lean on the beautiful dusk As moon was floating toward home.

It have been said that Sin is a natural weakness My daughter ...this is Nothing but truth of a boneshaker settled beneath the odds In the forbidden lands Ruled by the idioms of The dead man’s head Begotten from tales Written on leaves Hanged on dried bones On Tree of witches. It is preached to fail you That you commit evils like Fornication and drunkenness Dressing like harlots just As result of the blown Dried leaves sounding Like flutes of dooms At the sunrise of Reddish violets aurora Flying in Pandemonium Around tree of witches. World is your nice fan Ages are nothing but numbers Hustle just for your profit. Oh...Don’t believe it my son And make sure you will Never do it, there will never be a light beam from darkness Or the salvation of Dracula’s Daughter who hanged skulls Of prey on tree of witches.

Will you feed the nation? The people in land of ancestors The country cross the hills of braces That holds the legacy of Burning torches in hands Of the old legends. Western storms led Their feet in traps of Death and hands of Killers to leave the Path to white comers... They knew how sweet Peace is and how long It has gone. Reasons why I am asking If you really will. Will you rise the steam Of justice and truth Among our lads and olds Or people will still be Scattering under lies And rumors of itching Springs named politics that sitting hands of black manhood. Tell me before you get In front of our diehards Those who will never Tolerate and always Read to fight you Instead of kneeling for Your insane wind-like Ill manors. Hey, they will hear you And salute but don’t betray their hails because I know my black tribes So better than you do... tell me, please do tell me Before you go and answer My question… will you feed the nation?

They said your look is invisible In contact with a bare mind That you settle in old tale Ngo you are the mistress From lost idioms of demolished Castle aside of Indian sea In territory of Persians. They told me of your lips That strike like viper’s lies And of your long neck that stand like pillars of traitors Where all sinners lean on For they are addicted To Your shining poisons. One of their deceptions Are your devilish majesty And suicidal arousing You are not a killer But a monster that Suck indirectly love And drain fidelity out of hearts. Woman of hell’a Dressing deadly  As full as you Were in your mother’s womb, walking arrogantly affecting Brains of lads and kidnap Our roots by your witchcraft. But you had a secret Though it was finally revealed ngo you are not a human But an artificial craft made With sponge breasts and Balloons of hips to make Dude lose taste of normal Pretties as you bewitch them. I will never seat i...

She is the greatest of all time No chord can play her works Nor a trumpets can blow her attitude From the sight of wisdom. no words can portray her truth And good willingness in herself She is capable to change your World and depict your feelings. Her breasts fed you to rise up As her bosom still console you From your dullest place to Brightest hour of your days. Only her, the one who is ready To defend your fault for present That tomorrow your will have A chance to make a good choice. She never ejects you for wrong decision she is the only example of forgiving without her no family and no heroes as well all strongest man had brave woman behind their shoulders for a best advisory and encouragement. She is the greatest of all time No chord can play her works women are powerful and your will prove it by seeing your mama.

My heart is like yours. We all have much in common That grew my love sick If I remember that it's done And all I can do is to miss you For you can't be back to me Yet I can't be home again for I feel like needing you But you don't feel the same. All nights are heavly cold my Bedsheets feels wet As I soak the pillow with tears And explore adventures alone The morning birds are muted The cooling breeze got frozen It's like nothing is in harmony But you don't feel the same. I cried till tears won't come loving burden darkened me I wish you would remember That My heart is like yours And We have much in common That you turn you back from me And make me complete again That our wish maybe the same.

I and me, I, myself should lead This deep strange and mystery life under the sun surrounded by laws I, I mean the person I am the nature we are That really have connection but fail to have Unity. Sometimes we smile many times we laugh We have same expressions yet not one view the way to happiness We do all get vows and promise high but But we all don't know what is truth to keep Our spoken words. Truly all born like angels but rise like Rebels most of time is spent living Of passing astray willing to find the true way, the one way to lead us home but we decisively leave it behind our heels. I, I don’t know you even you can’t one else too, I am living in this worlds full of secrecy just born to live solitarily, hunt my prey predators or get hooked after my battles, then I have to go alone. eggs are made uniformly but crushed in several ways, we can’t disturb what we didn’t make green and hope to see No plagues and waves like mountain this spo...

It will be the awful moment Maybe on her way home When she will get waved There will be no way to skip the scene Her attention will be already stolen The hammering hand will grab her face forcefully That she can’t call for help nor get a sign of it. She will be taken to the place She can’t easily localize For her control will be focused on what is going on Or what is about to happen...later, Her back will knock the ground spotlessly Her cloths will be the matter to cross first, On the way of escaping panties on the way far. Her hands will be crucified that they disturb not, Nor grab anything to express the inner feelings... She will try her best but it will be not enough To hit even the ant from its harshly running. She will be facing the ceiling on the open doom Hiding his beauty from careless cruel hands When she will feel the iron bar invading her Private castle which she kept to accommodate The charming prince who will either come or Choose the way...

Past two times I had seen you in my front With total likeness and seemingly to be me And I to be you but differently because I can't Touch you though I had tried and grab a little I had seen another world behind you maybe There you never miss because you are at peace You are accurately speedy your moves are totally awesome you imitate deadly that Shadows can't teach leading, anti clockwise. You made all brain wish to see if behind you Are shadows as it spread our world. Wish to know if it does ever try your world of wisdom and peace. I have seen a true character in you, I mean a real one... a friend without an end for you give all time as long as I made a decision of coming to you, only you can share my sorrow, Song or dull rhythm of my daily rolling tides And enjoy my laughter and take me at peace. But you aren't the best because you are too Snobbish mean you never want me yet you ...

The sleepless slave living on... treating Life as a jailer. Lying down at dawn waiting for his condemnation. Suddenly a merciless predator who suck Their Lives arrives and blows their soul apart As the harshest sun of east coast burn the Head grown trees down as,  he is leaving. The crying mother looking behind on the darkest Garment of slaughter with a bloodshed hook Alongside thorn like Spear gazing among Streaming balls whether there some still breaths Beneath domes and where they rest after being torn apart for they are his prey... The result of monopoly politics which curse. No more tears or sweating their conversation leads to the afterlife as it is a mistake to think of tomorrow or dreaming for peace as the master still throwing burning saliva over dusted skulls and stamp over dried bones as long as they can hear From crack not from pain because none cares... Neither bearing nor carrying children, their teenagers Runt far and their youngs hugged the New c...

Vous dites tous les jours non et me niez Peut-être que vous pensez que c'est habituel Mais de l'autre côté de la vérité Vous tuez votre véritable amour Cela vous a promis de ne jamais quitter Vous construisez une habitude ... Cela vous enferme dans une cage à peine que je ne peux pas vous obtenir Mais vous êtes seulement dedans. Tu me pousses hors de toi ... dehors dans le froid qui me transperce Et gèle mon esprit Soudain éveille mon âme Cela peut-être que je regarde largement et réaliser la vérité parlée que vous vous aimez Enseignez aux autres comment ils vous aiment. Je suis vraiment coupable ... et je le fais J'ai aimé injuste moi-même Je ne vous laisserai pas tenter votre chance Parce que je ne viendrai pas jusque-là Quand tu ouvriras ... Mais j'ai peur ce sera trop tard pour aimer encore.

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