anjyc - Hello Poetry

My old feelings float away with yellow leaves of autumn Let my long waited wishes come with snowy night of peaceful winter. Please let the floating leaves carrying the words ,i secretly whispered, fall onto the autumn coat of my beloved.

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Mar 9, 2022

Mar 9, 2022 at 3:05 AM UTC

anjyc

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My old feelings float away with yellow leaves of autumn Let my long waited wishes come with snowy night of peaceful winter. Please let the floating leaves carrying the words ,i secretly whispered, fall onto the autumn coat of my beloved.

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Someone asked me how sweet it is? I said enough to make you blind Then asked me again why? So I told “I can not explain just try it yourself” That, someone, told me “I do not” Someone asked me how bitter it is? I said enough to make you mute Again, asked me why? I kept silent That, someone, told me “I need to pass this one too” Lastly, asked me how salty it is? I pointed to the sky and laid on hard rocks Then asked me what I am doing I gestured with my hand “lay down beside me” That, someone, told me “it is getting late and goodnight” I also said bye and have a sweet dream by sending sparks produced from rocks.

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Mar 7, 2022

Mar 7, 2022 at 12:35 AM UTC

anjyc

Stargazing

Someone asked me how sweet it is? I said enough to make you blind Then asked me again why? So I told “I can not explain just try it yourself” That, someone, told me “I do not” Someone asked me how bitter it is? I said enough to make you mute Again, asked me why? I kept silent That, someone, told me “I need to pass this one too” Lastly, asked me how salty it is? I pointed to the sky and laid on hard rocks Then asked me what I am doing I gestured with my hand “lay down beside me” That, someone, told me “it is getting late and goodnight” I also said bye and have a sweet dream by sending sparks produced from rocks.

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I can not stop hating myself at the same time I can not stop loving the moment I am currently being When I walk alongside the river Thoughts about what you are doing and thinking now are flowing into me I can not stop this flow you know Actually, I like the way the river flows into me It feels like my heart skips a beat when every wave hits me and bounces from me But then again the wave bounced from me rides with the flow into me over and over again I hope the river dry up but want it to be endless just to feed myself with sweet water

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Jun 13, 2021

Jun 13, 2021 at 10:00 AM UTC

anjyc

River

I can not stop hating myself at the same time I can not stop loving the moment I am currently being When I walk alongside the river Thoughts about what you are doing and thinking now are flowing into me I can not stop this flow you know Actually, I like the way the river flows into me It feels like my heart skips a beat when every wave hits me and bounces from me But then again the wave bounced from me rides with the flow into me over and over again I hope the river dry up but want it to be endless just to feed myself with sweet water

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In the midst of the dawn Little bird tweets hoarsely Before going into the nest

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Apr 26, 2021

Apr 26, 2021 at 6:30 AM UTC

anjyc

Bird

In the midst of the dawn Little bird tweets hoarsely Before going into the nest

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I can just leave but things within me will not let me It feels amazing and is worth trying

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Mar 28, 2021

Mar 28, 2021 at 1:26 AM UTC

anjyc

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I can just leave but things within me will not let me It feels amazing and is worth trying

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When the colors go away What will be left here Can i feel the moments When the air goes away What does it carry with it Can i hear the sound When the time goes away What should i spend with you Can i even exist here

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Mar 28, 2021

Mar 28, 2021 at 1:23 AM UTC

anjyc

Vanish

When the colors go away What will be left here Can i feel the moments When the air goes away What does it carry with it Can i hear the sound When the time goes away What should i spend with you Can i even exist here

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The past is something i could see, but not touch. The feeling inside me is something i can feel, but not reach. The secret is something i should tell the moon, but not reveal to someone. The love is something i should embrace, but not pursue. The thought is something i develop, but not collect.

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Mar 28, 2021

Mar 28, 2021 at 1:20 AM UTC

anjyc

Something

The past is something i could see, but not touch. The feeling inside me is something i can feel, but not reach. The secret is something i should tell the moon, but not reveal to someone. The love is something i should embrace, but not pursue. The thought is something i develop, but not collect.

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