An Unpayed Poet

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Crying moon and happy day
Flying owl and me flying away
I am different, I am free
But that doesn't mean that I like me.

I am strong but I am weak
I may seem smart but all I know are the words written in my heart......

I am different, I am free
Too bad I ueven underestimate me.

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Hello

Hello. How are you?
Hello. How may I help you?
May I write a poem? May I sing a balled?
May I tell you about yourself? May I inquire about where your shadow goes in the dark?
May I see through your eyes? May I think through your understanding?
Hello. What do you feel?
Hello. What do you think?

Hello. I am fine.
Hello. You may help me by thinking.
Yes, you may write a poem, you may sing a balled; but is it good?
Can you see me that much? My shadow does, and that's why he spys on me for the dark.
You may see through my eyes, but what would you do? You may think through my understanding, but what would you think afterwards?
Hello. How do I feel? I am fine.
Hello. I think that you are not as smart as you think you are.

If you were, you would know.
If I were, I would know.
May we find out together?

M.s.

An Unpayed Poet

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

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