In those shabby walls that have become old,
got some cracks.
Some plants have grown in those cracks,
Those who no longer bear flowers.

Get scorched in the thick sun or take baths in the dim sunlight,
Whether they play blindly with the nights or reap sprinkled in rain for centuries,

But, maybe it is not possible,
Now some remaining flowers can be planted on them.
#thought

I live my life just for this,
I will light up all the stars.

To extent blur moon,
I'll give rise to flash for.

that hide staring,
To me, from afar...

One after the other,
I'll break the all-stars.

Maybe, it will arise,
If my all-stars are broke.

That dimly lit moon,
There will always be light.
#thought

A love that never got true,
A fear that never goes false.
I just extend in his existence,
Raised simply calms with aftercalls.
#thought #extend #existence #aftercalls

On the words of defeat, to **** the darkness of their idioms,
It is too difficult, to be on the edge of the river, of the love...
#thought

"...🌻..."
Please...,
Don't look for me like that way.
being a sunflower...,
You spoiled me with these passing days.
#thought

Even in all those deaths,
I just getting miserably shy...
Then how can I authorize you,
On my death, you should be able to cry...
#thought #deaths #miserably #authorize