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Autumn, between the falling leaves, my longing

autumn
between the falling leaves
my longing

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What I Like Most About The Falling Leaves Of Autumn

i like most the sound of the falling leaves
of autumn

just right after we make love
when my eyes lay wide awake on the ceiling

my mind travels like a falling leaf
it is asking: what for? where? and why?

and then i hear the hazy sound of silence.

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The Falling Star

The Falling Star

Last night, a little star
Fell from the sky
While looking at the
The world
With his bright eyes,
It landed on a roof,
That was slippery,
Lost control
And headed down
The moon rushed to his rescue
With a frown,
Caught him just in time
And took him to the sky
Little Star
Now take care and do not fall.

Oneeb bin Nauman

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The Falling Sands Of Time

the falling sands of time
spend themselves like the way you lose yourself
bit by bit to the floors of waste
but you have your hands
and your eyes do not fail to watch
you have the power in your mind
to turn back the sundial
and let the sands of time recover themselves
all for you
giving back that confidence
for rebirth
always always there are beginnings
your heart shall tell

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When the Lad for Longing Sighs

When the lad for longing sighs,
Mute and dull of cheer and pale,
If at death's own door he lies,
Maiden, you can heal his ail.

Lovers' ills are all to buy:
The wan look, the hollow tone,
The hung head, the sunken eye,
You can have them for your own.

Buy them, buy them: eve and morn
Lovers' ills are all to sell.
Then you can lie down forlorn;
But the lover will be well.

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The falling heart

The falling heart
~
How is it my hearts still falling
that more in love with each day
how could a feeling grow stronger
when it is one none shall break
when all is more than I could dream
or imagine I could ever ask for
and all I see as beautiful
becomes more beautiful to the eye
what is the reasoning to this
the song of the heart
which plays ever constant
a melody to every soul
which defies explanation
still my heart keeps falling
that more in love each day

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The Falling 2013

Their enemy will reign over them
The die is cast and it will happen.
Hardness of heart, their post mortem
This proud blind nation will not rise again

Signs of falling they do not see
Too blind and filled with callous pride
Their enemies now take the steps
To mark their graves from side to side.

Rejection, scorn, of the One true God
That could reverse the curses laid
Have opened now the doors they had
And soon their loftiness gets paid.

Watch with careful, diligent study
The Falling Nation grope on knees
Darkness covers land and seas
Its young cry out like sheep that flee.

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The Falling Rain

let me tell you, beyond this time
things comes without pain
for a grown up birds, whisper when
every time the wings fall down
to the ground as the wind calls
to fly

hey not you have made the sun shine,
yet! the bright rays touches the
clouds whenever the bits of tide
shadowed the night, that leads open
wide the calmness heart that prays


wish wet my empty moment, to
remember of what will be the end
knowing that beyond today, the
falling tears leads the rain
swayed down the horizon of the sea
dream

vast of memoir gossip my tears
until, droplets of spring wait the
dawn to rise...

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The falling is the constant mate of fear

The falling is the constant mate of fear,
And feel of emptiness is the feel of fright.
Who throws us the stones from the height --
And stones here refuse the dust to bear?

Once, striding in a monk’s unbending mode,
You pierced the yard from rim to other rim;
The cobble-stones and the coarse dream --
Have thirst for death and sadness of the broad-

Let Gothic shelter be in ruins turned
Where ceiling serves as a deceptive fable,
And in the heath the gaily logs don’t burn!

A few here for eternity were born;
But if your mind has only instant label
Your lot is awful and your home unstable!

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The Falling of Autumn

Arising in the morning's dawning,
amid the damp and dewy air,
a chill pervades the earth with longing ~
while autumn passes unaware.

A frosty breath blown by the window,
sighed with regret upon the pane,
awaits to face the long December ~
while autumn sings a short refrain.

The tree now bends its boughs so lonely.
Its leaf has flown to pasture ground,
bereft upon a dream of emerald ~
while autumn glows with eyes of brown.

Though winter sleep is but a whisper,
a'whispering to one golden day,
it tiptoes softly in white footsteps ~
while autumn flees in bright array.

Drowsy 'neath a fading sunset,
cloaked within its shade of gray,
a chill returns to sleep beside me ~
while autumn falls beneath the day.

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The Falling Leaves

it is not the leaves you care about
but the falling
it is not that the trees have become leafless ribs
or that the thorns and scabs have become so visible
it is not

but the falling you want to know
how does falling fall how does this falling feel
the past that pains you
the present that you do not give space
the future that you refuse to dream

i see you falling falling and falling like the leaves
that you are seeing this summer afternoon
for whom you love
they leave like birds flying away from the lonely tunnel
where you have long resided

i see you hugging the fallen leaves
feeling what falling means
treasuring the failures unnecessarily

tonight i see no stars like you seeing none in the skies
black night silent night dead night
i got this last stick of this match
i light this cigarrette i sigh i live some more

i sleep i dream i have this candle still
that tomorrow i may begin to light

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The Song Of Longing

i am the tiller of unplowed fields,
i am the owl waiting for night.
i am the male wolf,
panting in the starlight,
following the scent that maddens.
i am the hunter with sharp edged spear,
i am the storm that pillages the night.
i am the woodsman whose axe be ready,
i am the tom cat patrolling the slums.
i am the wind that blows out the candle,
i am the fire that consumes...
the smell of blood, the taste of wetness,
i am gunpowder stains on the trembling hand.
i am the web, and i am the lair.
i am the waves tugging at boundaries.
i am the window left open,
the fire untended.
i am snow covering the grave.
i am the night, erect and hungry.
i am the dawn, waiting on the unmade bed.
i am the whistle of the faraway train....
wild horses roaming the prairies.
i am hard whiskey, and i am warm milk.
the nipple hardened by desire.
i am footprints in the forbidden garden,
i am the song of longing!

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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The Falling Of Thrones

Above the din of commerce, above the clamor and rattle
Of labor disputing with riches, of Anarchists' threats and groans,
Above the hurry and hustle and roar of that bloodless battle,
Where men are fighting for riches. I hear the falling of thrones.


I see no savage host, I hear no martial drumming,
But down in the dust at our feet lie the useless crowns of kings;
And the mighty spirit of Progress is steadily coming, coming,
And the flag of one republic abroad to the world he flings.


The Universal Republic, where worth, not birth, is royal;
Where the lowliest born may climb on a self-made ladder to fame;
Where the highest and proudest born, if he be not true and loyal,
Shall find no masking title to cover and gild his shame.


Not with the bellow of guns and not with sabres whetting,
But with growing minds of men is waged this swordless fray;
While over the dim horizon the sun of royalty, setting,
Lights, with a dying splendor, the humblest toiler's way.

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Under The Falling Sky

Warm and lovely mystery, fire smiling through
Before this moment fades away I want to know you
Ive got lightening in my pocket, thunder in my shoe
Have no fear Ive got something here I want to show you
Low, under the falling sky
Easily we will lie
While I bring it to you
Its a low road, a high wire going from me to you
And in your eyes the distance left is closing
Ive got a feeling in my oceans
Blood underneath my skin
That into your bright fields this prison is opening
Low, under the falling sky
Easily we will lie
While I bring it to you
Our shadows wake each day though they dont know why
They hope and try -- live and die
So leave them in their frozen world
Come and be my lover
If only for one stolen moment
We will live forever
Warm and lovely mystery, can you hear the choir?
Voices can no longer hold my desire
Abandon your sad history and meet me in the fire
Our angels wait to take us higher and higher
Higher and higher
Low, under the falling sky
Easily we will lie
While I bring it to you

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The Arrow The Chair And The Falling Star

the chair is silent
it has feet but it does not leave
it screeches sometimes
because you are heavy
with your load (this burden
this baggage of the
soul)

the chair faces the sea
because your finger points to
a falling star
and the chair like you
makes a wish

like you
it wishes that the moon
may soon have lips
that you can
kiss throughout the night

unlike you
the chair never dreams of arms.

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Charles Baudelaire

The Owls

Among the black yews, their shelter,
the owls are ranged in a row,
like alien deities, the glow,
of their red eyes pierces. They ponder.
They perch there without moving,
till that melancholy moment
when quenching the falling sun,
the shadows are growing.
Their stance teaches the wise
to fear, in this world of ours,
all tumult, and all movement:
Mankind drunk on brief shadows
always incurs a punishment
for his longing to stir, and go.

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The Falling Man, a poem of 9-11

You see me suspended in space-time
as I’m passing the 89th floor
Falling headlong, my form is impressive.
Sadly, no one will be holding up scores.
Just moments ago I was standing
at a Morton’s Fork in the road:
The fires of hell were advancing
where I stood on the 98th Floor.
Well can you imagine my terror
when I came face to face with the flames.
I don’t know why I chose as I did;
Souls in torment can never explain.
My choice, which was no “choice” at all
was to smash through the window and fall.
Then the only thing that could “save” me
was the camera that captured it all

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the Falling Petal

It starts to grow in the morning dew
The beauty it shines through and through
Until one-day it is fully grown
Being grateful its seeds were sown
The flower has blossomed and it stands tall
But sadly it knows it soon will fall
For right now, it is so proud
And in the shade, it does not shrowd
For something that was once a beautiful flower
It now just withers and in a corner it cowers
It used to bloom in the light of day
Hoping its beauty will always stay
But now winter is here and the beauty's no-more
And the future of this flower has nothing in store
When the winter snow begins to settle
Thats when you see the first falling petal

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The Falling Flowers

In the beginning I saw your smile…the unwithering flower…
I was dancing onside of thousand blooming flowers…
The bud’s fragrance was overwhelming silently.
That moment, I felt it in the town of wind with calm breeze.
Every tear and smile has a beginning and ending.
This time, my unwithering flower is falling down onto my tainted road…
The song of storm and fire take away all of my unwithering flowers.
The fragrance, the flower’s colours…everything is melt vastly.
Inside the locked remorse, I find a falling flower.
Inside the cold guiltiness, I start dancing and plant the flower.
This falling flower, I plant it…on the empty soil named despair.
This falling flower, I water it…with my tears named blood.

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Within The Midnight Hour

In the midnight hours, my heart
breaks, the fog moves in, wraps
it arms around the morning's
longing wake. The gentle dew
falls from the nights moon, within
the loving fog, my heart
blooms.

The midnight stars fading one
by one, falling from the darkness,
until the night is done. Stars
floating within my sea of tears,
midnight awaiting for my
love to appear.

Gripping the cool night, feeling
alone, lost in the misty fog,
my heart looking for a home.
Crying to the Heaven's, my
universe in pain, moon beams
playing melodies upon my
broken heart strings.

In the midnight hour, your
sweet name I call, the galaxy
crying, losing light as it's stars
fall. Alone in the midnight hour,
my heart, the pain consumes,
within the loving fog, my heart
does bloom.

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Let the angry Star shoot the falling Rainbow

hold my fire on your sweet memory embraced,
and Find calmness of the chill winter be the reason
to blew its volcanic chew of hatred not on my heart

show me all the rainbow my dear heart the glory
of your vow, the circle of the golden thread gallops
the loving care of promise in the altar of yesteryears,
where the seagull have conquer the surfing sky of joy

touch me not the thorn that wounded the after mark
of the suffering of Christ in the cross and wish the
pain that glorify the crossroad of wisdom of life, until
the fulfillment of what is been adore be part of this
driven life

dismay yet, not falling in the pedestal of the level of
respect, where each have come the wonder of what
makes things easy to remember of wrong that is done,
neither the truth welcome the pain that is endure, for
what is given, be given back with full garnet of gift

cloth my destiny and be blessed forever, leave not
the arrow falls the rainbow of hope with the stigma of
death in eternity

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