A Mini Poetry Blog
What chapter are we at? Sometimes I am numb, Sometimes I am touched, Sometimes I feel dead, Sometimes I see hope. Are you still here with me in my youth, my breath, my silence, and those of our stubborn faith? Sometimes I wonder what they see when again probing and staring into my eyes? For…
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Here comes the surrender, to the rest of our days, When the fading song that lingers, can be contented with twilights’ caress, and calms the rains on my bewildered face… I am searching for the faraway Greenland of peace, where I might lie beside autumn’s demure rivercrest, dancing wild, shout in remorse and cry at…
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I started committing various suicides in my various dreams as a 1st grader. what kind of child was only allowed To keep tears and bruise to herself.. I started jumping down from agitated skyscrapers in my agitated dreams as a relentless crusader. what kind of crusader pursued virtual death with such unwavering passion and obsession..…
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Sweet sour autumn rains fall quietly like air, And my flimsy heart is an aimless floating kite, Its purple wings seized my struggling lungs, invisibly buoy me to the rivulets of sunlights. My dreams are mostly dull and silent, Despite the realities are proud and loud, The beauty on earth is so blue, With every…
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How fate orchestrates is unfathomable, I come from ancient ocean another shore, The god-forsaken soil and the thorny-land, and you, my friend, the long-known bright world. When I am feeling depressed and anxiously sullen, all you have to do is kindly send me another whisper, and reveal life’s tenderness in its flesh and breath. when…
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Whenever my heartbeats out of rhythm, I secretly blame you, my friend! like a violet in the meadow grew, Bowed to earth, and hid from view: what a strange melody, oftentimes, you’ve sung to my heart’s sentiments. Are you caught by bonny youth By that beloved form and fresh dew, By those eyes seem so…
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If I am allowed of heartfelt honesty, I cherish neither my profession nor education, they are dust and ash in my truthful eyes; If I am allowed of blatant sincerity, I am of deprived both ambition and direction, they mean nothing to a woman who dwells in infinity of time. If I am to be…
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Beauty are the days that quietly slip away, and night stars brightening never in delay, Velvet blue, silent true, whispering words of long lost lullabies, one shade the more, one ray the less, even my darkest shadow rests now in her nameless grace. When the night draws near, it fills my heart with such dreams…
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The longest distance in the world, Is not between life and death, But when I stand in front of you, Yet you don’t even know that I love you. The longest distance in the world, Is not when I stand in front of you Yet you can’t see my love, But when undoubtedly knowing the…
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I was pale out of weariness, Of climbing heaven and glancing back on earth. Sliding through heavy clouds and among the glittery stars, I imagined a different birth, One that’s ever changing, like joyful eyes. dreaming above rainbows, I entertained a different faith, One that’s ever changing, like careless youth. I once sang to spring…
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To those who from Heaven above, I beseech for your support and blessings. To those who from Earth underneath, I plea for your justice and benevolence. To those whom I have loved, I forgive myself for all the passing times in which I wasn’t able to offer comfort and companionship. I understand now that it…
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I am no longer ashamed of love. Have you seen the moonrise? when she rose before sunset, I lingered to watch her, She stood silently in silhouette against the windows, and the brimming sunbeams embraced her, the sky was then pale and sea-blue, The moon was a pinkish golden petal in between. I once was…
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See me or not, I am standing right here, Neither sad nor elated; . Miss me or not, The feeling is right here, Neither come nor go;. Love me or not, Love is right here, No more, no less; . With me or not, My hand is in your hand, No gain, no lost; .…
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These days couldn’t be more gentle, Live quiet and consoled, In gaudy melody, in delightful destitution. Blessed are those days and nights. The elegance of that sweet voice is without sin. Time’s fragility often heals a scar not a heart, between my loving jaded pulses, a twilight is coming, a simmering ray, gently approaching, ringing…
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I made myself a cupful warm lavender latte, sit on futon tatami while watching wild deers grazing, at the heart of this neon city, packed by savvy faces and sophisticated converse, I’ve remained a passenger dwelling in nature’s prose. Nothing in my life is about lucky, Nothing in my story is about pretty. And despite…
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Can you believe- by an effort that comforts our hindered hearts: That day you sat beside, I thought you were beautiful. Glisten as silver, your eyes sparkled flowing above that simmering river. Like a rose come tip-toe out of bud, I saw the man’s soul steal in his eyes, And wide in ecstasy I sat…
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