Michael Devant Poems

Endless stream of loneliness flow inside me,
So deep and cold and there is nothing to see...
Sorrow,
Fear,
...

And with much disturbance, believe me that i can sing,
happily grasping the essence of life...
provoke me to kill my soul, and still i can stand,
clearly enough to pay my price,
...

A whisper through the gleaming wind has spoken
Bitter, salty and swift it came and sprinkled
Unto those footsteps you left and the promise you have broken
I spread a little bit of hope in the sand that tinkles
...

When you woke up early and saw the sun shines
Ever more brightly yet subtle and thin
And the clouds made a perfect abstract lines
As if they whispered in secrets to evenly match the earth heroine skin...
...

As the morning unfolds it's glory
The remnant from what the night has left behind
Was nothing more than an old story
A simple memory from which life intertwined
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Don't you know what i want the most?
An air to breath and a nice space for me to get lost
On this lemon lime flight across the rooftop
Where those glass blended clouds flip and flop
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As I lay awake on my warmhearted bed
The soft lighted air left an early mark on the verge of day
For every tears and joy that I have shed
There would be Hope to be followed within the grasp of that radiant golden ray
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We wait, we wait and we wait for a brief session along
we leave and sold for whatever possible reason we have and make it a song
a part of which we bury between the guilt and pleasure
a part within our deepest thought that we cannot measure
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Plain and crystallin white
the stars we share tonight
under the big bright crusaders flight
those who laugh and sing could only hear the sound of delight
...

a glimpse of bliss
a simple kiss

a gentle touch
...