november Lilly's blog
Different Point of Point of View
This morning is the greatest day of all
Its Sunday but it not because its holiday
Walk alone the street and meet another God`s creature
Color of Death
Purple..
is a color of poison
harm thing and deadly
with black as it background which mean is death
Red color is the fearful liquid
and blood certain play with death
Its hurt
Strawberry - Chocolate Ice Cream
White snow which covered the Mount Everest
it looks like an ice cream
white is vanilla and it flavor of truth
very cold and it delicious
do you want to taste the coolest thing on earth?
He Shall Trade His Life With Another Kind of Pain???
The eyes of serpent king
watch through the sufferer man
as it an oblige to run he could never get back
in order to hold his life he can be so stubborn
Love is evil
Love..
I`m a slave for you
I don`t want to admit but it tear me apart
Love..
I`m just nothing without you
my eyes wide open to realize her existence
what kind of these feeling?
surely in pink
Good bye Autumn.. Say Hello to Winter!
The autumn is now
covered road with leaf
and I see orange color in every tree
is not hot or cold
I still can feel my finger
because its not winter
where every snow freeze your bone
"Every" word
Every leave who fall have their decision
could the day quick passing by?
so the autumn able to end
Every creature have their time to live
born, grow, old then die
its just ordinary thing
Its Not Gonna Harm You
Do you believe with everything that they said?
They talk about us!
They want to say something to us
They want interfare with us
Is any sympathy in their eyes?
No!
They`re mocking us
Its Not Gonna Harm You
Do you believe with everything that they said?
They talk about us!
They want to say something to us
They want interfare with us
Is any sympathy in their eyes?
No!
They`re mocking us
A Missing Thing
I find a pieces of beautiful garnet
I love the red color of it
It sparkle anytime
and it bright
Wondering all the world as beautiful as I ever imagine
A Brave Heart
I grab my book and I split in two
I let my ink dance with this eagle feather
its an old style but I still use it
This picture...
picture of a woman`s heart
its so annoying
Its tear me apart
Cat talk about life
White painted house built on the hill
With a scent of a thousand lilies
She sit on her wooden chair
Everyday...
Every afternoon...
She`s an old woman
She`s 76 years old and she`s alone
Wandering Soul
Pain...
It such a pain
It wont break me
It wont make me down
I can stand alone
I can always survive
This loneliness is nothing
This silent start sounding
Mocking me as far as I go
Dear Me Everything
Dear my children
I loved to see your face
Dear my children
I loved to watch you smile
Dear my children
I want to give you a love
Dear my children
I`d like to see you grow up
Too Late....
I hold my bone as I wear my cloth
I spare my words as I lose my breath
In here....
I feel alone
I watch my face and I know its pale
I touch it ....everytime....
I miss it......everytime....