hanging on October 30, 2009
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slowly moving against the hissing of falling
before surrendering it graces on its feeling
knowing it shouldn’t be minding fouling
falling graces without trace
disintegrating heart’s mechanical beating
impulses cease generating who’s blaming
overwhelmingly is its feeling it is bailing
beating whose lousy truce
i am stranger on the loose
edge of life, i am on the brink of catching
myself
the unborn child October 28, 2009
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every heartbeat
crafting a son of love
living inside
your heaven and earth
—(life inside a mother’s womb)
threads of life wovened within
bathing love in between
first heart beat tickling
decrescendo in beating
hopes. dreams. shattered
silence
…
tears. life. lost
lost. love. found
found. serenity. peace
my love for the unborn child
cherishing the eternal of temperance
that you have given me
room921: i walked around October 27, 2009
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i walked around, almost fall down and drown
there’s your frown, i looked like a clown
hi there sunny
you look bright and you shine
hi there honey
how i wish you’re mine
disillusioned October 17, 2009
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i thought i attacked and won, only to realize that i defended to victory.
feeling disillusioned.
i thought i can’t cry, now the tears are on the brink of flowing down.
feeling weakened.
why, why why?
does it matters anymore?
trying to define…
everything.
i am crying: a lie October 12, 2009
Posted by meehoon in life, love, song.Tags: lyrics, song
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i am crying
i am stupidly a great imaginative guy
i can hear the music of my tears
i can listen to the stories behind
i can have the greatest screenplay
and i can never taste my tears
and i can never taste my tears
who i am in this world
humming the sad song of my girl
who i am sing this to
ranting the lyrics for you
that i am
sitting right here
like a stone and will never move
that i am
waiting right here
trying to cry
trying to cry
i am writing you a poem October 7, 2009
Posted by meehoon in life, philosophy, poem, poetry.Tags: horror, journey of life, life, love, mirror, poem, weep
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nothing
nothing rhymes anymore
with you
i’ll taste life when it is raw
it seems
i’ll sing when i write
may be
to see the word in plight
my word in defense
attacking me off hand
dead is dead at its best
when it was never alive
that’s my words of my life
this is not the poem you would want to read
for i’m sickening myself slicing words to bleed
and i couldn’t weep
and i can’t weep
show me the lead
for there was once when my eyes feel the heat
tears won’t fall down
i still have the crown
i still own the crown
i am lonely,
the loner that can’t weep
who are you but myself in mirror
telling you to graph my sorrow
you you you you you
are my lifetime horror
