From the morning red
to the nightly blue
O how much yearning is left to do
My sun doesn't rise
and my moon is always new
My stars disappear one each day without you
Sleep becomes the road not taken
when the only heart-to-heart is at night
but it also becomes my last resort to counter the desolate times
Like Juliet of 21st century
waiting for Romeo to arrive
15 more days to fill the distance of 673 miles
Feb 18, 2023
Feb 18, 2023 at 9:59 AM UTC
Even if we can't
be forever, let's do our
best for each other.
Sep 10, 2022
Sep 10, 2022 at 3:30 PM UTC
Do you know love,
when it is in front of you?
Dressed in spring's color
opens her delicate hands
showers delicate cherry blossoms
Do you know love,
when it is in front of you?
Laughter that filles
The afternoon silence of summer,
radiance of your own
Do you know love,
when it is in front of you?
Beauty that resembles
That of the dead autumn leaves
She falls farther away from you
Do you know love,
when it is in front of you?
when all is blurry
her voice her face her scent
you remember the love you didn't know of.
Aug 26, 2022
Aug 26, 2022 at 7:49 AM UTC
(False Hopes
"You can do it"
Chasing failure
Losing you)
Wash my face
And these thoughts
Sit back up
And study
Jul 13, 2022
Jul 13, 2022 at 3:04 AM UTC
Undone by his hands,
her makeup.
She was tired.
Took her to the bathroom,
Brushed her teeth.
off to the bed,
riding on his back.
She refuses to walk,
or talk,
or think.
He waits.
She says she loves her mommy the most
But she knows,,
He's like a real mom
May 12, 2022
May 12, 2022 at 4:12 PM UTC
I realised,
I've
been Loving
People, in poverty
___
Sep 27, 2021
Sep 27, 2021 at 11:14 AM UTC
Could be the words of comfort
Could be the language of dislike
Could be the voice of envy
"the world is beautiful not kind"
Jul 26, 2021
Jul 26, 2021 at 2:47 PM UTC
Could not agree to
Pablo Neruda, Keeping Quiet
The afternoon silence
intensifies my sadness
even the bright sun
fails to cheer me up
Longing for spring
in summer
Jun 30, 2021
Jun 30, 2021 at 2:40 AM UTC
A sudden thought of going home one day,
The young people living in my memories,
They were no longer young
no longer like life
Jun 23, 2021
Jun 23, 2021 at 8:41 AM UTC
To me after a long time
A season like this has come
Same feelings
Different time, different person
Always when it comes
Feels like the first time
Why?
Couldn't it really be the first?
To me after a long time
A season called you has come
Even if it's hard like a cold
Your hand is always warm
Again, the next day
To me like the sun
You shine
To me after a long time
A season called you has come
Jun 19, 2021
Jun 19, 2021 at 3:16 PM UTC