“Quickly Fading”
My eyes cries invariably with the heaven
However, the heaven’s tears is much colder
When will the plum open its flower?
The white tears falls perfectly from heaven
Mine’s are invisible, never can be seen
Never can be noticed by the others
Same as my earthly body cannot be
Is my soul shining like a jewel?
Or is it just a bronze colored soul?
Cannot be admired for her entire life?
Patiently, I am waiting under a shelter
For somebody to come and join me
I am just a blossom quickly fading
Still ambivalent if I can stay here
I may stay at this lonely place,
At this very day full of darkness
There is the heaven crying with me,
Should I just set aside the high sky?
Habitually, I will forsake my opinion for,
I dearly love my ancestors and descendants
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My Odd Consciences
PoetryI wrote these poem when I was 13-14, I write a lot about how I was in pain, which in retrospect is not much. But at the time it felt like the end of the world :o
