“Death of Beautiful Smiles”

Where is the tree?
Has it departed like fury ocean indeed?
I have known its beauty
Which glows in that field.

Wonder! I see the sun retiring
Together with the moon dimming.
All with my hapless star dangling.
Those heavy remembrance

When I felt the unsaid smiles.
Why come? And leaving,
So avid as devil's winding,
Leaving blanketed bruises

To smile down sunshine of happiness.
Courtly; can I withstand this death;
Hovering so rooted all night
On the trees you do perch

Soloing beautifully
with delicious smiles in all pace
We do stride, so sudden!  Ah!
The tree has departed, truly. Ah!
And all the imprecating smiles gone.
Just entrusted is gone.