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| Of shattered glass and broken dreams,
Let us stare out of the windowpane,
Our eyes,
Shall they meet in the skies?
And you smiled against the blue,
Only something i wish i drew.
I await the still of the night,
For then,
Arrive your words,
Melancholically beautiful at its high.
The ambience it brings surrounds me,
I drowned in your comforting sound.
So bright,
You could blind the sun,
Closed your eyes while it rained,
You dreamt,
Stole the pain.
On a beautiful day,
I shall see you again.
-karl
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| Dengan segera,
Tunjukkan dirimu,
Dari sebalik rimba..
Jangan biarkan aku merana.
Atau mungkinkah kau sudah keluar?
Mungkinkah hanya aku,
Yang matanya putih kabur tercalar?
Masih dalam kegelapan,
Kau belum hadir,
Aku cuba mendengar kau berkata,
Cahaya yang benar aku berdoa..
Dengan izinnya.
Dengan restunya.
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| Thought I could bask,
Under those perplexing eyes,
None so beautiful,
Not even the starry skies.
One last time,
Could it be?
One last time,
Only I could see.
Behind the dark,dark forests,
Between the four fake seasons,
Beside the everlasting lake,
All I could give are more,
And more reasons.
As reasons breathe hope from within,
I silently break.
As I shine away the passing light,
I sincerely hope,
It reaches you bright and alive.
I once mentioned the starry skies,
But I couldn't find you even if i tried.
You weave through life,
Like polished grain on pure white silk.
Inside I pray we meet again,
Either on a bright sunny day,
Or in the pouring rain.
I dreamt i was floating on a bayou,
The peace and calmness it drew,
Breathing slowly as i thought of you,
And then something whispered,
Where are you?
I need to know,
Where are you?
-karl
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| Compose on your desired canvas,
Paint on your desired silence,
If it is that that keeps you going,
Day by passing day it stabs me with knives,
Would you sell the very air you breathe?
Share the air with the many plains and lives,
Touch a soul,
Shed a tear,
Perhaps,
Some things are never meant for competition,
Flourish a plain,
Think of a solution,
Or question the very motion,
Make a contribution,
Start a revolution.
-karl
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| They say,
We have to,
We have to live,
With our chosen path.
I should know.
But,
But why?
Such a hard reality to accept,
Such a hard one.
Tugging upon the strings,
That holds my soul alive..
Of course,
I could,
I could stray away from these,
So called green routes.
But then,
I could fall into a ditch.
A never ending one,
Without borders.
Pitch black.
Dead colours never arising.
Today time stopped,
Traffic lights stationary,
On the red light.
The sky became my witness,
It smiled as i strode.
I smiled back,
Knowing she forgot,
The beautiful sunset.
I long for the pause,
I long to get lost,
That somehow,
Somehow,
Helps me appreciate the dust,
That settles.
I hate you,time.
No,
I love you,time.
Yes,
Stop for me,
Let me see,
Help me breathe.
I am falling into a calm,
Calm,
Calm depression.
The silence of chaos.
I see,
A dark,lonely heaven.
Soon i will be away,
Away from all that i wish to see,
Please,
Please don't grow old,
Please let me come back to this.
I used to want to grow old,
But now,
Now,
Not now.
Not never.
No,I never.
But why?
Why can't this moment,
Ever,ever..
Last forever?
-karl | | |
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