Fantasy Poems

Little Angel 

 

There's an angel in my inbox
And she came here from a friend
Who typed in my e-mail address
Then clicked on the button 'Send'

There's an angel in your e-mail
And you got her straight from me;
I knew when I finished reading this,
It was something you should see.

This little angel in your inbox
Does contain a nice surprise;
For when you send her on to friends,
Her message multiplies.

She brings you a note of
Joy, happiness and song;
And the nicest thing you can do today
Is to forward her along.

Please send this little angel on,
And have a great day, too;
Just smile and be happy because
This angel was sent to you!

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ONLY TO BE NOTHING

I WAS WALKING,
I SAW NOTHING,
I WANT ONE THING,
THAT IS THE ONLY THING

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The Unending Dream

I'm lying in your arms
We are staring at the sky
I kiss your precious lips
Were gazing into each others eyes
I'm speaking small words
We whisper I love you
We are embracing each other
As we fall asleep in pure bliss
And as I wake I realize
I want to go back to sleep
Because it was only a dream
And I'd rather be with you there
Then without you in reality.
And I'm asking myself
Why Do dreams lie?
Maybe that's why they are just called
*~*Dreams*~*

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Yester Night

Yester night in my dream
Draws you again and again,
I feel warm of fondness in your touch
And the time our love will begin.

In moonlight among mild breeze
Lightly touches my amorous body,
I feel a sweet pain in my inner core
And become congealed by cold freeze.

I wanna late night dream forever
Want to the sky fall overall me,
I lay my life in your hands
Wanna stop the moment and keep this feeling forever.

The way you love me
Shows the heat of passion,
The way you look at me
Conceal the sleeping emotion.

Everything I own I give
Rest of my life,
I know that love will bring
Happiness and lucid divine.

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When I Become Your Wife

My joy is overflowing,
you got down on your knee
and have professed forever
your special love for me.
There was no hesitation,
the moment I said �yes,�
and gave life to the feelings
I�m longing to express.
I give myself completely,
my heart belongs to you;
I�m counting every moment
until we say 'I do'.
You are the perfect person
to compliment my life;
there�ll be no brighter day than
when I become your wife.

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GLAZE

Someone shows my dream,
The dream that are true,
I feel closer to my heart,
Heart come closer to my soul,
I've trapped a butterfly and say-
Your life in the palm of my hand,
She smile with splendourous illumination of hope,
The hope that shows the dream,
The dream that are true.

I can see certain streets,
The streets tell the story of love,
I can hear certain sounds,
The sound murmuring the secret voice,
And perceive the fragrance of blossoms,
I lost in my words of words.
The words that shows the dream,
The dream that are true.

Why do I smoulder? why I am glaze?
What kind of fire is this - "I melt".
My body assailed by the smoke of love,
I do not stay with myself.
If the night is silent as lamp,
The tinkling chimes revive my sleeping emotion,
Love was born in the womb of my feelings,
The feelings that shows my dreams,
The dream that are true.

Surely I can hear some voices,
The winds is playing tricks,
If the pearl drope in stream,
It creats serene beam,
Now what name could be given to such a bond,
Life is a secret, a deep secret,
Walks silent footed in my life,
Is dream a thought?
Or a thought of a search?

 Aprons Of Silence

Many things I might have said today.
And I kept my mouth shut.
So many times I was asked
To come and say the same things
Everybody was saying, no end
To the yes-yes, yes-yes,
me-too, me-too.

The aprons of silence covered me.
A wire and hatch held my tongue.
I spit nails into an abyss and listened.
I shut off the gable of Jones, Johnson, Smith,
All whose names take pages in the city directory.

I fixed up a padded cell and lugged it around.
I locked myself in and nobody knew it.
Only the keeper and the kept in the hoosegow
Knew it--on the streets, in the post office,
On the cars, into the railroad station
Where the caller was calling, "All a-board,
All a-board for . . . Blaa-blaa . . . Blaa-blaa,
Blaa-blaa . . . and all points northwest . . .all a-board."
Here I took along my own hoosegow
And did business with my own thoughts.
Do you see? It must be the aprons of silence.


All a-board for . . . Blaa-blaa . . . Blaa-blaa,
Blaa-blaa . . . and all points northwest . . .all a-board."
Here I took along my own hoosegow
And did business with my own thoughts.
Do you see? It must be the aprons of silence.

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Las Nubes.....

LAS NUBES NOS BANAN

La Lluvia
hovers over us
waiting.

As thunder
separates
into tiny pieces

bowling hail
dents hoods,
stones roofs.

Rain insists
down
into crevices.

A river
for
parched sidewalks.

This spanking
of reality
reminds us,

leaden clouds
wash us
with sky.

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Born In The Year.........

Poem for the Year of the Buffalo

I was born in the year of the buffalo
A year that brings many troubles
A buffalo toils all year round
Works hard but never grumbles

When i was very small I walked
With my buffalo to the village fields
Green grass, high flying kites
Buffalo and I would day dream

There was so much wind
In the wide open fields
There was so much sun
Buffalos eyes would brim

Dont play music near a buffalos ear-
Please dont tell me that
If a buffalo looks, a buffalo knows
It doesnt need to hear

I left home a long time ago
But when spring comes I go back
There I meet the black buffalo
Still attentive, innocent

The buffalo eats grass all day
Spring offers up grass again
Thanks to heaven for watching over
The buffalos youth, that never ends.

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Calico Pie

Calico Pie,
The little Birds fly
Down to the calico tree,
Their wings were blue,
And they sang "Tilly-loo!"
Till away they flew,-
And they never came back to me!
They never came back!
They never came back!
They never came back to me!

Calico Jam,
The little Fish swam,
Over the syllabus sea,
He took off his hat,
To the Sole and Sprat,
And the Willeby-wat,-
But he never came back to me!
He never came back!
He never came back!
He never came back to me!

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Whimsical Thoughts

Sometime it's hard for me
To tell you -
What I am thinking of?
It's not enough to give you,
Everything that you were dreaming of.
And it's not that I don't care,
But there's something I can't share.
I tried to find,
What was right?
When you standing so close to me,
I felt such electricity!
That make me so damn sure,
That you are the one,
Who has changed my life,
Just being a part of it.
And I never thought,
That love could came so easily.
Till you opened up my eyes.
To how it's supposed to be.
When I'm feeling all alone,
When my life gets crazy,
When I'm searching for someone
I can run to, the only one -
Who comforts me is 'you'.
And only god above
Could be the one,
To know exactly -
How I Feel!!

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Saint And Philosopher

The bowl that floats on the ocean, can only the waters crown,
The sieve that tastes the waters, in the ocean will drown
The philosopher who describes love and truth is but an empty crown
The Saint who embraces truth and love will gladly drown.