if you are an idea
I will kiss you
if you are imagination
I will hug you
if you are words
I will fondle you
but you are just reverie
passed in instant
dragging my words along
left me staring at a blank paper
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– mei –
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no poetry for today
there are
thousand of words sitting in head
but none willing to stand up
to be marched in verses of poetry
while
the imagination is getting tired of waiting
and it went along with a day passing
today
they were unwilling to coöperate
really disappointing
nothing could do but wait
till they meet in a mood
when?
O… so sorry
no one knows
perhaps later, … tomorrow
or
the day after tomorrow
***
– mei –
in the cocoon of the past
her beauty teased
her charm blinding
took him into a want of having
dragging into an imagination which tells him
that
her warm will embraced him in cold
her intimacy will accompanied him in solitude
her shadow will comforted him in restless
which took him in a passion to grab
then
he touch her
but she is wet by tears
and her soul bleed
oh… she is so frail
wrapped by the cocoon of miserable
the time he tried to lift her
she avoid and begging
let me belong to my past
it sudden disperse his fantasy
and put him into a disillusion
her beauty still teased
her charm still blinding
but his passion of having has gone
let the imagination in the cocoon of her past
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– mei –
the lost imagination
I have no ideas
my imagination is lost
mind seemed have no meaning
I hope you can understand
that I have nothing to write
or
you may have the same experienced
at the moment
I could only read and read
then choose the best one
to share with you
now I re-read
and crossed my fingers
hope soon
I will find my lost imagination
– mei –
to write in dream
oh father
will you please caress my head
till I get sleepy
oh mother
will you please sing me lullaby
till I fell asleep
oh my love
will you please hold my hand
let me to my dream
oh loved ones
I have always been a dreamer
only in a dream the world can seem peace and friendly
where I can reach my imagination
where I can follow my visions
oh loved ones
if later I awake
I will dedicate you
a poetry about a woman
that able to write only in her dream
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– mei –
to keep in dream
I liked your eyes
honest and full of love
I liked your voice
heavy and dignified
I liked your smile
sweet and sincere
I liked when you are walking
manly and full of confidence
then I realized I liked you
but you don’t know me
nor even my existence
I am just no one
for if by chance we’ve met
I bet you will never ever liked me
but I don’t care
I only care my likes of you
and keep it stay in my dream
***
– mei –
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