Autumn leaves fallen
all over the Tsinghua Campus...
Yellow, Orange, Red and Brown...
Each has a story to tell...
Story of Resistance...
How long did it stand
against wild air...

I want to forget you
but
I need
your permission to forget you

I will forget you
but
Promise me
you will let me forget you

I need to forget you
but
I can't
I love my memories

Even if I forget you
but
I will never forget
that I forgot you

My soul insists
to dance sometimes...
I close my eyes
then imagine your face...
My heart is a song
which beats in rhymes...

In the court of love
where God was presiding judge itself
I had all the evidences against you
and witnesses were in my favour as well
I saw in your eyes
then understood
that I have won the case
But lost you...

You are busy in doing a lot of stuff...
Your days seem to be very tough...
But I need to talk about many things...
Please replace me with your earrings...

Sometimes I need to hold your hands...
When you are taking daring stands...
And no time to explain different angles...
So better wear me like your bangles...

I know your world is moving fast...
But I need to stay with you at last...
To give if need you an urgent tip...
Let's think about being your hair clip...

Tell me!
Where to save you?
Choice is yours…
I can save you in a piggy bank
like a baby
who can't sleep
without hugging it.
Tell me!
Where to save you…
I can wear you in my hand
like a ring
or like a scarf
around my neck…
Tell me!
Like a poet who keeps a peacock’s feather
in his poetry book
Or you want me to save you
in a folder
inside folders of my laptop…
Tell me!
I can drink you
like a cup of coffee
so I may feel you
when you are not
active in my blood…
or I can request
to broken mirrors of dewdrops
to keep you projecting
inside the garden everywhere…
Tell me!
Where to save you?
Choice is yours…
Because you will not
be able to escape
If I closed you
in my eyes for eternity…

You make me mad yourself, then say me 'you are mad'...
And that's not the only reason which is making me so sad...

You stopped loving those things, you once used to love so much...
And that's not the only step which you have taken so bad...

Your silver bangles talk to me and softly tell me everything...
But earrings shout too loud when they have something to add...

I'll pick all these stars and fill the sky with my words...
So it can shower poems on you when will see you being glad...

You don't want to talk to me and it will be very hard for me...
I may no longer laugh again or may wander like a lost nomad...

I wish I could just let it go
And pretend to be just fine
You and I, as “we” or “us”
cannot be combine...

It’s easy to say but hard to do

I wish I could just stir it up
But recipe seems a fail
You and I, though beautiful blends
Cannot be cocktail...

It’s easy to say but hard to do

I wish I could just love me more
And get rid of your obsession
But where “you” end, where “I” start
It’s still a big question...

It’s easy to say but hard to do

Why to love with all my soul when ending is so painful?...
And love itself has never ever proven to be gainful...

Why to love with all my mind when she wasn't even thinking?
And jumped from the ship of hope when it just started sinking...

Why to love with all my feelings when she wasn't even mine?...
And if will we be together even there was no sign...

Why to love with all my heart when she has left me breathless?...
But what to do with storm in me that has made me restless...

Why to love with all my love when love is not existing?...
If it does, then prayers, beggings are not much assisting...

You changed your colors, so I sat you free...
It did same when leaves did this to tree...

Who abandoned their branches and became history...
Who stood firm, who fell down, its another mystery...

Winter will pass soon, tree will heal...
But what you lost, ever you will feel...