poet-MOM

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WHEN I AM ON THE NORTH-STAR

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when I see and see to the north-star……

then my imagination’s lift……

starts it’s up going………

from the ground of the earth……….

and with me it reach on the north-star’s land……

oh ! too-too-too-far……..

yes…the mid-way is………..

very long distance………

on that land ………..

I stand…….

by my own-feet…………

oh ! what’s a surprise !………

yes……..i see there………….

an woman…………

who is just my same look like…………..

but , only the another body……………

I think that………..

she is my living shadow…………

yes……………it is proved that……….

she is really my alive-shadow………..

why ? because………….

we (both ) have no shadows……….

we move very happily………

I know that……….

on the north-star-land……..

here is no day……….

only the night………..

but it is too- bright……

brighter than the earth’s day……….

which is bright by the sun-light……….

yes….the north-star is shiny …………

by the own-bright-light…………

because …..it is the star……..

not the planet………

like the earth……….

yes……I see and see the north-star……………..

from the earth……….

and fly by my imagination……..

and then the day, comes……….

and the north-star says,……..

‘’ good-bye ! ‘’……….

then my imagination says,……..

‘’ why and how , is it good ? …………

I can not realize it ……….

really it is the bad-bye ‘’…………..

I see that………

the night has gone……….

yes , it is not the north-star…….

here, the night is not forever………

then I see and see………..

my own-shadow………..

on the day……….

yes………..i am …..poet-DE………

haa…….haa…haa !……….

‘’ I am the real-north-star………..

of the earth………

not of the sky ‘’…………….

then my imagination says it……….

which is too-high………..

yes………..higher than the sky……….

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