fascinating, like the aroma of tea,
pleasing moon to have a drink.
like the liquor, it brings the glee,
overfill my cup but not to drunk.

tonight, let's paint the town red,
there in my throat the odours overspread.
under the moonlight, I dance with my shadow,
holding a wine, too fine to swallow.

I'm not drunk and it might be true,
stumbling and murmuring on the way back home.
my life is not utterly dark nor blue,
I'm just missing him and the dawn.

snowflakes
fall little by little,
this town becomes
whiter and whiter.

old memories
keep lingering in the air,
cold breeze
can never blow them away.

in her mouth
the snowflakes melt,
in her lungs
the bitterness overspreads.

old memories
are too precious
to be thrown,
yet too heavy
to be held.

dandelion is me,
wind has my fate.
it sends me to the mud,
where it's filled with unknown.
I thank wind for teaching me,
"you'll grow when you start to appreciate"

B urn glittering with
L ight,
U nder the starry sky,
E ndlessly as my love.

L oving you are blue,
I ntensely, irately,
G etting more and more.
H opping you
T o see when I'm still burning with light.

tears sweep away the nectar,
turning it becomes salty,
it's the taste of tasteless heart.

blood bleeds on my scar,
turning it into blood red,
it's the taste of bleeding heart.

sweet doesn't taste so sweet,
what sweet really is?
it's the taste of broken dreams.

moon reflects the light,
share my sadness with moonlight,
fades away the blue.

it's like walking into a garth,
overwhelmed by the blossoms.
there's nothing better than this
making my heart whole blooms.

yet it's like an autumnal equinox,
there's a time to whither and die.
albeit leaves fall on the ground,
but I bet it'll be remembered.

I feel not blithe nor blue
whilst entering the whole new chapter,
'cause it won't be the same like before.
it makes me to wonder,
how blue will be defined after?

I'll turn my eyes
into the stars
and put them in the sky.

they'll show you
the way to go home,
even if the day is dark.

hate this world
full with broken dreams
never brings a new hope
even only one for me.

broken dreams I've made
'till I can't wake up.
killing myself in the dream
'till I can't breathe.

nobody cares,
nobody ever wonders why
and it's all my body and soul
form a constellation in the darkest sky.

snowflakes fall
little by little,
this town becomes
whiter and whiter.

people rush to home
with longing,
people stay at home
to keep warm.

leaving an empty street
with snow,
carrying love back home
but never the snow.

like my heart
the empty street is,
like my soul
the snow is.

I'm the moon
who's formed from debris.
without light of the sun,
I'm just a dark permanent natural satellite,
who give no light to people at night.

the stone that I grabbed had broken,
and I had lost something which was priceless.
words that left in my mind unspoken,
and they said that I was heartless.

the stone couldn't be fixed again,
and I had lost my magical light.
everything was over as nothing could regain,
I regreted that I didn't hold it tight.

finding my hopes in the dark,
but no light to show me the way.
I wanted something which could spark,
but all the stones were far away.

the stone once was my star,
but now it becomes my scar.

"who will love sad soul?"
she is just a broken poet
who writes bad poetry.

"who will like her poem?"
she uses her blood and tears
to write broken poem.

(deep down inside
she has known the answer)

snowflakes
fall little by little,
this town becomes
whiter and whiter.

sparrows
move to a warmer place,
trees somehow
have fallen asleep.

no blossoms bloom,
no soothing tune,
somehow, I'm missing you.

snowflakes
fade away little by little,
this town become
brighter and brighter.

perhaps, you'll come to me,
like the spring promised to me.

or perhaps, I shall cherish
the cherry blossoms
for I've gone through that
all alone.

life is black and white,
like their thoughts,
hard to be fathomed.
either the hidden truth
or the high-sounding words
will never untangle
the knot in my heart.
perhaps life is grey,
the mixture of glee and woes,
never taste too acerbic, nor too sweet,
bittersweet is the best.

I once was so eager to find the meaning of life,
never knew the reason why of facing the strife.
I was naive, thinking life was easy before,
as I grew older, I'd learned a little more.

now I understand, not to find the meaning of life,
'cause I'm the the one who define my own life.
albeit delightful or woeful I'll feel,
it's all depend on the way I choose to live.

will I be the star?
who will continue to shine,
even if my light is dim.

will I be the moon?
who will share the light with night,
even if no sun is existed.

will I shinning true?
am I the brightest true?
or I'm waiting for the time to explore?

but, I still believe one day,
I'll show my light is brighter than the sun
brighter than you've seen before.

when all my hopes are broken,
it turns myself into blue
and I'm feeling heartbroken,
this feeling is so true.

listen to the mournful melody
and all the tunes mock at me,
say "I'm not belong to this
as I will worse them all."

tell the stars about my story
and I say do not worry.
as I will be fine,
when the sun starts to shine.

I will wait on the bridge,
waiting to see the last sunrise
and I'll go somewhere sombre,
so I will always be fine.

life goes on with or without you.
as the autumn arrives, the leaves fall.
as the spring comes, the blossoms bloom.
reading the circle of life,
watching the seasons change.
I'll be as simple as the phenomenon,
move on when need to,
stay when it means.
so, when the leaves fall,
I won't feel dejected,
as I know flowers will bloom
and that's what we call life.

Untold words in my throat,
I swallowed them into my heart.
They molded a thousand of fears,
they created a million of tears.
They would glow like the stars,
slowly they exploded
and became the black holes.

loving you just like 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒔.

I walk into your garden,
all of the flowers are blooming,
butterflies come alive.
it's so breathtaking just your face,
wind kisses my face and makes my heart blooms
and it's the feeling of 𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈.

when we hit together,
I can feel your warm breath
just like sun in the summer,
kissing my skin.
I'm melting when I look into your eyes
and it's the feeling of 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒓.

dried leaves fall everyday
just like my heart can't stop beating for you.
all I can see is brown and orange and yellow leaves.
even though I can't find the green leaves
but I still have you in my world
and it's the feeling of 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒏.

it's cold outside,
but your smile warms my heart
and burns the heat of my body.
everything is white,
feeling cold wind blows towards us.
and yeah, it's the Christmas season.
the 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓 season,
the season I walk into your winter wonderland.