A Mini Poetry Blog
It seems I’ve deviated from your gaze, Hiding safely inside April’s coy dews, Longing for a crystal world of my own. Smiles, tears, dancing all my life, dreams as the north wind blows restlessly, to bleed, to rest in penance ever willingly, and to wake at dawn still, holding a fragment of life’s lamenting song…
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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…
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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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