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335 · Jun 2020
That Night in Fall
Claire Jun 2020
The autumn leaves descends from above,
While the moon fades the cold evening wind.
As I brood upon the nothing I have,
I sit in melancholy by the jade guqin.
164 · Jul 2020
The Thorny Rose
Claire Jul 2020
The thorny rose that no one liked;
It lacked a petal and had a thousand spikes.
The thorns that grew from its roots to leaves
Kept the people from touching it.
But, this thorny rose once had no thorns at all;
It just lacked a single petal, tho,
This was enough for it be alone
And cursed by all, oh, so much woe.
So, she cried a million tears
Which soon grew as thorns and nasty leaves.
Now no one gives it a second glance,
But it doesn't really need anyone's touch.
125 · Aug 2020
Ephemeral
Claire Aug 2020
Enthralled by the whispers of the night,
Deluged by a myriad forlorn dreams.
Like rain that promptly meets the ground,
Show again the smile of transience.

All that's beautiful cannot stay,
The fading spring complains of fall.
Like spinning tomes, the leaves fall away,
Like a painting the clouds shall recall.

Life's last flight, dance sweetly in the air.
Life's last cry, sees through me 'till the end.
Hold my hand as we pass this divine,
Cruel borders of life and death.

Reminded of the night's impermanence,
As I gaze at the misty, translucent moon.
That starry night won't ever be the same,
So for whom am I waiting in the wind?

All that's beautiful cannot stay,
The fading spring complains of fall.
Like spinning tomes, the leaves fall away,
Like a painting the clouds shall recall.

Life's last flight, dance sweetly in the air.
Life's last cry, sees through me 'till the end.
Hold my hand as we pass this divine,
Cruel borders of life and death.
My very own song which I wrote and personally performed for our Music project. I am very proud of the song and my performance, as well as the significance of its meaning. I hope those who read this will receive solace from their own burdens.

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