A tortoise owned its legs and head befriended with a shiny diamond.
The diamond shone in the night but remained a rock in the day.
The tortoise turned into the wave when the diamond was given to the dolphin.
In the day,he was the wave,but,he was the tortoise in the night.
I loved the tortoise in the wave.
However,the diamond met him and materialistic came.
Maybe,this ending will let him bury in my own sea without wave!
A LIFEtime is never enough for a book, a poem, a prose, a drama... and A LIFE. My LIFE as literature, my literature as LIFE. Welcome to my LIFE to experience the growth!
Monday, 29 April 2013
Friday, 19 April 2013
The smiling tortoise
I sigh for my eyes.
My lyrics is silent.
I need to complete it,
To hold the last breath.
She writes mine,
My story is not mine,
She deserves the 'famous'
But,lack of feelings in her life!
My lyrics is silent.
I need to complete it,
To hold the last breath.
She writes mine,
My story is not mine,
She deserves the 'famous'
But,lack of feelings in her life!
Friday, 12 April 2013
There is no turning back.
Round and round.
Their legs are bleeding.
Over the rainbow,
Over the sea.
However,they had finished visiting all the countries.
There are too many curves left.
They will not forget how they were
beaten,hurt and bled.
The movie is singing,
Not sleeping.
Once,they have the ability
To decipher the good from bad.
The dates passed,
running like a cheetah.
Please feel the rain or shine in your heart and soul.
When the message is sent out,
You have no reason to change!
Friday, 5 April 2013
Beautiful Sunday
Up:
Gold is a precious treasure.
But,soul is an inspired paradise.
It is the one who paints all kinds of hearts.
Middle:
There ar thousands of tiny miracles.
However,dignity depends upon our character,
Not our wealth.
We have eyes,
But,we are blind.
Down:
Instead of people,
We use things.
It is better that we choose
A brown horse than a white unicorn.
Gold is a precious treasure.
But,soul is an inspired paradise.
It is the one who paints all kinds of hearts.
Middle:
There ar thousands of tiny miracles.
However,dignity depends upon our character,
Not our wealth.
We have eyes,
But,we are blind.
Down:
Instead of people,
We use things.
It is better that we choose
A brown horse than a white unicorn.
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