Do not wake me up even with the genial kisses of today's sunrise, I am planting a sweet dream that will bloom for a thousand times, from this mortal moment to next eternity, yet how long is a forever? A little life is a human life, short years with a cup of tear latte, a… Continue reading Next Dawn
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To Youth
How the time of youth is to be spent? One day in despair and another in dreaming, One step to heaven and another to the cliff. Yet no spring beauty nor summer passion has such grace in the harsh face of your pestilence, for these wrinkles tell a story of fever wishes, and our righteousness… Continue reading To Youth
Muted Castle
When the great fear came, I grew muted- When the great sorrow came, I grew muted- When the great success came, I was muted- When the great love came, I was again, muted- Oh yes, I lived in a muted marble castle, with only the language of wind and the melody of rain. And the… Continue reading Muted Castle
Naming The Rain
Happiness, how much do we owe to it? When Mom and Dad in my nightmares every time I closed my eyes, I wanted to be a daughter of the rain dripping down my windows, cool with mellow jasmine scent, coming down from moon-lit clouds, I then float and wreathe and brighten with robes of silver… Continue reading Naming The Rain
Two Poppyseeds
It is true that every time I write, I want you to be near. So close and so near, I'd drop two poppyseeds in both of your eyes, one is lilac-purple, another be Christmas-red, See they grow and bloom, pollinated by my gaze, showered first in morning rain then evening breeze, Next summer, I'll come… Continue reading Two Poppyseeds
Narcissus
And life, by nature, is the most lavish feast, painted four seasons combined with five senses, bewitching skies and sweet gardens be my faves, but they are plain without a home and some love. Can I buy a Heaven's mansion like the gods have? I'd plant dulcet Narcissus and sip summery dews, dance every cloud… Continue reading Narcissus
Second Life
The twilight of your face, the unseen meadow in your voice, drew me to your eyes’spring solace. When we hear the din of our aloneness, When we risk the change that creates and destroys, Is this the last incarnation of a sacred living breath? I grieve the deleted passage, I regret the untold truth, It… Continue reading Second Life
I Hope You Dance Like Wind
Your smiling, or the contemplation of such, is the wondrous life force of the airy earth, Lucent as shadows slowed by wading moonlights, teaches the leaves to pause in cascading languors, And the wood nymphs now must sing and strive to dream. Their hair like willows diffuse the rhythmic monotones, Their gaze towards silken river… Continue reading I Hope You Dance Like Wind
Simple Pride
Do you know the land, where the lemon-trees grow, Among darkened leaves crimson-lychees glow, A mellow wind swings from the pale blue sky, The myrtle stands mute and the oak tree high? Do you know the house, It has columns and beams, There are the hallway gleams and glittering rooms, Are those marble figures looking… Continue reading Simple Pride
A Good Life
When daisies pied and violets azure And mayflowers all milky-white, When cuckoo-buds burst out first yellow hue, Do paint the meadows with your choice of pursue. My friends, the things I do admire In a good life be these, I find: The work decent, efforts spent without pain, The leisure plenty, is squandered without shame,… Continue reading A Good Life
The First Man of My Life
I asked him for help, his wife had been mad, he nodded, with eyes fixed on a shelf full of philosophical books, and that was it. I begged for his support, his wife had been bad, he frowned, the eloquent tongue of a diplomat fell in dead silence, and that was it. I cried for… Continue reading The First Man of My Life
To Eternity, tonight
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… Continue reading To Eternity, tonight
BlancheFleur – a woman’s soul
Softly, in the mist of moonlight, a woman is singing to me, black feet-long hair with a smile so genteel; taking me back down the vista of years, still I see a child sitting behind the grand oak tree, accompanied by the drowsy eyes of blooming leaves, and harbored within a thousand impossible dreams, when… Continue reading BlancheFleur – a woman’s soul
Metamorphosis
I'd love my world be a freshly painted fresco, And I be blessed with the genius of Michelangelo, where I see a fair angel in the marble and carve relentlessly till I set him free; where coloured shapes and misplaced hallows of aged, ineffectual lives melt into white flowers blowing carelessly in the wind, And… Continue reading Metamorphosis
Spring Serenade
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… Continue reading Spring Serenade
The Longest Distance in The World
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… Continue reading The Longest Distance in The World
The Modern Etiquette 