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Rain

The fact of losing you wasn't that much devastating. You evaporated too fast like water. And so it didn't give me affright. I know you're like water, you'll precipitate one day.  
 
And so, that one day came by destiny. I was in my room when it rained pieces of you. I went outside and felt the touch I've missed for somehow a long time. I enjoyed your every drop, the petrichor and the moist.  
 
I badly wanted you back. I longed for the water which drowns me in love. The water that gives me life every time I'm dehydrated. The water that forgives whoever I am. Only if I could collect all of your pieces and bring you back to my life forever, without you being gone once more. But I know, it will never happen.  
 
For now, I enjoy your unexpected visits and perchance sojourns. I relish your every coming. In that way, I still manage to have you, even though I know you have to evaporate again.

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Light

You made my life bright 
You made all the inches glow 
But in a world full of light 
Your source, I didn't know.

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An Artist and a Poet

They say I'm not an artist
That I'm just a poet.

And so I tell them
I'm an artist in disguise.

I write the letters
And while they read my works

I paint them in their minds.

I'm an artist and a poet. I'm everything in between.

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Island

I knew myself that I gave it all to you. 
My life, my love, my everything is now yours. 
I gave more than anything anyone could have given. 

I bought you diamond, he bought you pearl. 
I shopped you gold, even just a silver he never did. 
I even gave you the sea, and he just gave you an island. 

And so I was lucky you were delighted to swim. 
But you durst yourself to swim in the ocean of my love, just to cross and go to your island.

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Mosaic Heart

There will be a time when you'll fall
There will be a time when you'll be broken
But don't you worry about being demolished
You can still create something whole 
Something beautiful, something better
Made of fragments of a broken heart

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Dark

I closed my eyes and found serenity in the dark.

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Feuillemort

Feuillemort

For you're the one who makes me spring and grow 
In a beautiful vernal equinox 
When winter came, said thee "I have to go" 
In almost nirvana, thee became flux 
 
As seasons changed, I waited in pure vain 
Retrouvaille someday, in cockaigne of ours 
Overmorrow, season of growth again 
O God, asking to reconnect lost stars 
 
Growth and beauty have passed in a half week 
I'm now a shade darker, color no more 
Yes, the days have made me totally meek 
Bring me back to the days with her afore 
 
Regain, rebirth, relive me for I cry 
Ne'er feuillemort, but when green was I.




COMPOSED OF: 3 QUATRAINS AND A RHYMING COUPLET 
FORM: SHAKESPEAREAN SONNET (also known as ELIZABETHAN SONNET)
NUMBER OF LINES: 14
SYLLABLES COUNT: 10
PATTERN: ABAB CDCD EFEF GG

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Summer Love

A summer love, so riant and so warm 
Underneath the rays of gold 
Though covered with sudor, I want to be around your arms 
Forever is nothing but what I hold 
 
And yes, it was but summer 
Goodbyes are kept until we're home again 
We spent the season out of the boundary 
But it wasn't like what I remembered 
And so I yearned for home, refrain  
The way back home is my quandary

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My Love's Demise

Atrium's veneer was of coagulum 
Of epithets and vague reflexions 
That halted the roue from circulation 
Vengeance was her ultimatum 
  
And thus her demise was the greatest conundrum 
For thine eyes have never seen her evaporation 
Even before, during her creation 
A ratocinator, to have was her desideratum 
  
Covered with stains of preoccupied continuum 
Of dread preterits without explanations 
She was a hoarded wealth kept to her own manifestation 
No one but she was her only molybdenum.

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Stars

Our love is about
Two stars who belong
To different constellations
Worth-reading,
Worth-telling,
Worth-sharing,
To the world
Watching us