Wipe, bring back - For refugees

It's a helpeless round
How I start to write, then wipe all out
My words wouldn't do anything.
I will not wipe tears
bring back the dead 
nor will remove hurts.
I will not even feed a hungry 
will not bring a child back to his mommy

It's a hopeless situation
To know that you're not the master of your home
To follow others like I do on Instagram
Only here I wish I could press "like"

So, I'm sad 
As the demolished homes
As the scattered souls of parents
Sad for being a friend, and not being able to help
Sad for every brother and sister separated
and for that old man not being able to die in peace 

For refugees around the world. 
For Syria, my extremely helplessness

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Echo Tension - Echo Verse

Until we all see
Echo - C

No hate will do good
Echo - hood

So my friend stay
Echo - Pray

Question your work and intentions
Echo - Tensions

Mirror yourself 
Echo - Elf 

Face your fears 
Echo - Tears

Not allow them to question you 
Echo - As you


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Meeting The Bar - Echo Verse

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Burlesque -

Does he ever hear you?
When you take that position,
When you make that face
close your eyes
fold your hands
turn to him like that.
Does he ever hear you,
or does he ever say something back to you?

When you face the forgiver,
and ask to settle this turbulence in heart.
I hear you, even tho'
your prayers are not for me 
I hear you, as if it's like emulation
as if I'm in between this echo of simulation. 

Turn to me, I might change 
this burlesque in life.
Face me, close your eyes.

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Wandering - Falling 2 -

Once they asked me
If I still believe, that the Creator 
may have created many more others than her. 
All I know that he created me only for her.

What I know is that
I'm a veteran that returned
My spear rebelled against me
Mourning the poets of battles
Nothing but her can be seen
Locked inside or blocked by her beauty.

All I know is I'm only for her.
Humble words surrended for her
While I gave up my sheild
To fall, to rebel
To know that No formation
Can hold me in.

Read also - Wandering Spirits Falling 1 -

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Longing - Unbearable Words

Longing has it's own language
That don't pronounce admonition
Nor recognize blaming,

Language that's more than words
as it's not only seduction
but feelings pure and humble.

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The Hobo that Observes

Some of us grow up as lions
Some of us grow up as lions
Others grow up as lion-tamers
Others grow up as lion-tamers
It's hard to believe in innocence 
Anymore now where we all exist.

A hobo once went on a tour
A hobo once went on a tour
He wandered and wandered 
He wandered and wandered
Until he realized that people
live in cages like lions.

The hobo with his stroller went vagabonding
The hobo with his stroller went vagabonding 
He met unhappy, rogue lion-tamers
He met unhappy, rogue lion-tamers
That would threaten and forbid
Just to be clapped at.

Cheering audience finely approves 
Cheering audience finely approves
while the lion watches calmly
while the lion watches calmly
Only a hobo that observes
would know what the lion's thinking.

Writing paralleled for Open Link Night - dVerse.
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Wandering Spirits - Falling 1

Closed & impossible doors opens 
The universe becomes small 
The world loses it's geography
 And forfeit all the borders
 How our loves purity 
Melts all restrictions

 Abnormalities on our days 
The prisons becomes castles 
Guns turns easily into lilies 
Dancing fishes when the seas 
Are liberated from it's salinity 
Following shells celebrating freedom 
And rivers flows declaring rebellion. 

The names of the places fades away 
 While a distance has no point 
Every word have a thousand meaning 
And the time commits suicide 
As the minutes die between the arms of a second 

How I/ we change 
 When love is new in our hearts 
We become wandering spirits 
 Floating on the seas 
 Yearning while racing the wind 

On a universe so vast
Full of secrets
As we rebel against facts
And laws created by men. 

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Some Noble Sacrifice

For moments 
I can re-live our shared times
Long walks through the woods
Shared giggles while playing cards
Embraced by you when it rains

I'm aware of 
Time that has past for such a noble dream
Would'nt fall & hummiliate myself twice
From this moment I take my own advice

Re-live with me or not, 
There is nothing to lose or sacrifice
Being one fisher or just a dreamer by the sea
All I can is to live on/of my borrowd time. 

Just my view of nonesense for amazing
Anthony's prompt at dVerse Poetics!
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Whisper - Fair Love

In whisper & in French she said,
as if she's afraid of my reaction.

My entire life, all I wanted
was to earn her trust.
Today while holding her hand
she is afraid of my reaction.

As her eyes shines, as I make sure
to tell her about my Love.
I scare her, not my intentions

My soul listens to her
thus my groaning life
I know, I know
I put myself in these situations

But don't ask how I pray
for more of her love
My impulsive pulse
will beg me to repeat,
 My entire life, all I wanted
was to earn her trust.
My humble emotions.

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Source of joy - Crush

I felt for eyes, hands
and lips that draw for me "The Smile"
Every time we get closer for a smalltalk
Each innocent touch, or compliment
I experienced happiness and joy.

Before I even knew, my joy
turned into my life's biggest sorrow
Some signals just developed to a life plan

How could I hope so much?
How could I not control my felicity.

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