-P. The Son Of Soil
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Thursday, 27 February 2014
I wrote this
-P. The Son Of Soil
Tuesday, 25 February 2014
All dreams are well
To talk to my dead "run away" father
Hoping to free the anger
Free the questions, or possibly ask more
Free the memories that has no tomorrow
Memories that take me back, and never come back
Hoping to free him
Sometimes up there, the wind blow so hard
It blows away life
And the pouring rain, paint away my tears
As the sun rises every morning
With a new day, a new dawn, a new light
I still dream of seeing him
I dream of my children
The love I would give them
I know
I'll never see him, never talk to him, never nothing
But it's okay to dream every now and then
It fills the sense of life, the empty holes of hopes
I now wonder what will he say to me
How will he stand in front of me
Whether smile, laugh, hug or even cry for the man i have grown to be
And it's funny how people's doings always leaves an achy scare on our hearts
Slowly but surely, our tears melt them into a perfect soul
And as I feel his presents up there every night
I pray it may snow and freeze up my heart, and colour the
rain tears to ashes
Hoping........
Never mind
Tuesday, 18 February 2014
My Eyes
Wednesday, 29 January 2014
Icarus: Favourite Love Poems (new book by Wayne Visser)
Friday, 13 December 2013
Pain, Love and Poetry
I bleed from my heart.. Now that we're apart...
When I had you I thought it's forever.. Now it's clear it was never...
Loving you was all I could try.. But each time you looked me in the eye you fed me more lies...
Your embrace and tender kiss.. Just the things am sure gonna miss...
Thinking about you my thoughts run few.. You know I loved you, you know it's true...
These eyes were never ment to cry.. I won't waste a single tear saying bye...
I know love is blind.. Coz I have you on my mind...
Though the pain's so deep.. Wounds heal but the scars we keep...
Pain, Love and Poetry...


