Tuesday, 13. March 2007, 15:34:44
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Friday, 9. March 2007, 05:43:55
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Dancing Night
I dance while night hovers
Alone in vain chewing grief
Moon tears soak my shadow
And solitude emaciates the moss
--by moonriver Mar18 2007--
Dancing at Night
I dance while the night lingers,
Alone drowned in deep sorrows.
The moon soak tearful shadows,
The solitude emaciates mosses.
--by Howard2005 2007-3-19 14:05:33--
Away I danced the night but it remained
In vain of my moan spread alone
Of moonlight tears my trace erased with rain
My solitude slimmed down the moss outgrown
--by Rhapsodia 2007-3-20 4:00:07--
The night rambles with my solo dance
Alone in shadow I’m in such blue
Moonlight cast, silhouette sobs
In lonely world on mottling moss
--by LearnAndTry 2007-3-21 23:41:33
Wednesday, 7. March 2007, 05:55:49
my poem

I am not the sun
That can bring you infinite light
Nor am I the moon
Who can help you sleep tight
I am merely
A tiny
A tiny drip
That only hopes
To moisten your lips
Gently
When you are thirsty
And bring a sense of cool to your heart
--by moonriver Mar 16,2007--
I am not the sun
that brings you the endless rays of light
Nor the moon
that goes with you into dreams at night
I am merely a drop
so slight
so slight a drop of water
that only wish to wet your lips
when you are adry
and bring a feel of cool to your heart
--by Thrice_Shy 2007-3-9 0:11:23
Wednesday, 7. March 2007, 05:15:49
my poem
The days of your absence
I was frozen into a block of ice
Silently waiting for you in an unknown place
Expecting
On one spring day
Your warm breath
Again melts me
Melts me into a drip in your palm
That’s also kind of happiness
Isn’t it?
--by moonriver Mar 16,2007
The days of your absence
I feel as cold as ice
Silently waiting for you, in a void place
Longing
A day of spring
Your warm breath
Again makes me melt
Into a drip to your palm
That is also a kind of joyance
Isn't it?
--by Once_shy 2007-3-8 23:24:42--
Tuesday, 6. March 2007, 13:39:42
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Tuesday, 6. March 2007, 09:48:36
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Monday, 5. March 2007, 23:22:34
my poem
The wing of the dream
A feather
Softly swims in the night sky
Is that the wing of the dream
Wondering
Wondering if you would pick me up
To fulfill that date in heaven
Never
Never will I render
My tears brimmed with yearnings
Dampen your charming clothes
--by moonriver Mar 15,2007--
Saturday, 3. March 2007, 15:56:36
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Saturday, 3. March 2007, 12:20:50
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Friday, 2. March 2007, 15:23:40
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