Tilt, tilt, tilt

Tilt, tilt, tilt




My eagerness, like the skies dilute the color of air by heights,



That was diminished by Whatever facilitates, turns


To decay and tilt daily towards approximately at an angle of Zero degree.



Pity a faint voice out of my body.





Borrow trouble in tilting downward.






Deleted be all of me?






Next to vanishing point while my dozing ? –No!






Laziness, or not weariness caused, is a kinda the air overturned,


-Otherwise because the higher you come the more your sparkle departs


Like the venture of astronaut,


Lets you know that the normal air blocks you in tilting upward.






Motionless being, or not death invited, is a kinda the air in the fine day,


-Otherwise the storm violates the calm days of yours,


Alerting to your life and recuperate your ever forgotten vigor,


Serves you for many way to read tides and memories and occasions.






Tilt, tilt, tilt regardless toward any vector.

Let airplane and rocket fly.






My tiptop firmly lands tilting horizontally.

A Love in Movable

A Love in Movable

At a palm-size phone, a rambling talk


Both persons in a distance have;

-May I help you?

-No, you mayn’t.

-Do you need my assistance? So is it?

-Well, I implore another chance.

-Before it, I boldly stretch my hand to you.



By nano-tech and hugeness of science, a rambling talk

Scarcely could be changed;

-Will you partake of it?

-Joyfully, thanks!

-How long has been your absence?

-Which? The day you point out when since?

-O.K. I’ve been missin’ you. Next please.



Cozy up to another, yes it’s your way that

Through the wire, to let her or him rambling voice;

Because the voice is avowal of the very person,

The easier a love is changed into a must the more movable you’re

With a palm-size phone.



-Love, love, love you.

-Kiss, kiss, kiss me.



Thus both part without having once seen each other.