Prose form or a free style
Imagery in readers mind
Lullaby or elegy of life
Haiku without rhyme
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Sweetened to armlet
Fair to all imposed
Stringent to absorb the essence
Praise the nullity
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A look to the rear
Sense as something not happened
But it was noted, wrecked heart
Set some pleasure
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Moves inside clouds
A shadow vision possible
A far look below
Science declared earths shape is ellipsoid
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I fly with my long wings
Its seems like penguin flipper
Cannot fly for awhile
Tired, and leisure for awhile
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Contradictions always fury
Yet it started to mighty world
Armed force has not noticed
It split from this era
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Moved in a haste as a breeze
A feather touch in clouded day
Danced all in an obsessive way
As fetch after a long time
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It is the time of its last breathe
Last bug on earth
Even the last breathe on earth
Last whisper that flash to earths past
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A crowded consignment
Harmony that packed with rituals
He gazes at me as if he wants to converse something
Before I commented he looks mad
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On a couch, almost lay
A black moon spoof to unconsciousness
Half way a slap of hammer that sense
A storm that blow and take to a nether
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