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(Delayed) Day 274 in 2017

Sitting quietly in the corner,

Silently converse with the self,

At the edge of losing the passion burner,

One questions the accountability of self.

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(Delayed) 256 in 2017

Starlight watches over you in obscurity,

Shines gracefully downward and beyond.

Modular brightness begets clarity,

Declaring the oomph to the world around.

(Delayed) Day 234 in 2017

I am roofed under your love,

Uncaged and left open,

But secure and safe,

For your heart keeps it plain.

Day 204 in 2017 

In the name of life, 

Every single stroke breathes meaning, 

Interlocking one pixel with another in strife, 

And then wraps the sphere in streaming. 

(Delayed) Day 198 in 2017

Life could get static once in a while. 

Make it stunning instead of getting stuck. 

Don’t keep grudges in a pile. 

Being happy is not a luck. 

Day 175 in 2017

The living flames breathe by the silent window.

As the night gets deeper and darker, 

The flames do not fall asleep, 

As if the sphere needed to be lit up. 

 Day 148 in 2017

A girl peacefully fell into a slumber at noon,

While the sun was shouting harshly out there,

And the wind has hidden somewhere behind the moon, 

Or perhaps swallowed by the angry sun up there. 

The cooled sphere wrapped her like a cocoon, 

Saved her from the cruel heat she couldn’t bear, 

Kept her from falling into a swoon, 

And let her indulge in her peaceful slumber. 

Day 138 in 2017

Oh how I miss December,

When the warmth of love radiates my universe,

As the little lights shine through the entire house. 

The heart jumps up the moment I greet each morning, 

As if surprises await around the corner, 

Waiting for me to chant my wish verse. 

The joy causes my life to arouse, 

In the festive days like Spring. 

Day 133 in 2017

What can you get in a space? 

A room to breathe every inspiration there is; 

A ground to grow every imagination that comes; 

A seat to  brainstorm every dream you dare not to seize. 

All you need is a space.   

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