| Poems by 朝圣V ChaoShengV |
| Lena from China When you are old When you are old, standing by the river side and accidentally see your reflection in the water Will memories of early years come back to your mind? Will glory of the past finds its way into your changing face? When I am old, pacing along the river bank and momentarily catch a fleeting image in the river Will the passing face reminds me of my youthful passion? Will vows of a pilgrim soul still echos in the surrounding? When the river of life carries us into the future When time forgets its everlasting ambition When youth becomes a bygone entity Will love and faith sustain in the finality? |
| Intangible High- by Sofia Medina© How do you do the things you do to me When I can't even find a tangible substance? A substance which is only found in my dreams, Hidden in a place we call the subconscious. That sigh you give, with the unknowing smile Which lies behind your knowing eyes. It could be the sureness and the strength your voice projects Which negates this never-ending enigma. The redundant sparkle in your eyes is what makes me so weak. The twinkle in your heart is what makes you so irresistible. Your voice makes the Earth's spin pause for that split second. How have I gotten tangled up in someone whose eyes only I have met? When I listen to your God-given voice, I get a certain high Which I can't place my hands on. Your warm touch, The sweetness of your caress, ghost-like, Disappears when my eyes open. If only I could carry out this intangible high Somewhere besides my dreams and into the same world. I try to take your brave words, and smile Even if there is a cloud in the sky. But all I can do is frown with the thought That this path of unrequited love will one day end. Not touching love with your hands, That's what this is all about. But why is it that we tend to fall illegally head over heels With someone who we can only love in our dreams, Creating this intangible high? |
| Songbirds from the Gods by Stephanie Brought to Life in the lands of far off Russia, with the sinful Beauty of a mystical unicorn; his Voice rides the breeze just to vibrate deep within your Soul moving it to tears with its notes, giving your Body a restlessness only dancing can cure; and the words his Lyrics, come from the Blood inside of his veins, making your Heart burst just to join him in Song |
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