in the middle of twilight zone
dreamy and nightmare
optimism and pessimism
goodness of life and harsh reality
finding and loosing myself
waking up and sleeping on
happiness and bitterness
feeling you and missing you
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
fine time
Monday, August 10, 2009
Lily of the Valley

I sat on a shady hillside
years have passed, not a blink
waiting for the sun to rise
and illuminated by the moon
low-land grass spread around me
and dried up leaves flutter
small insects hum and birds chirp at dawn
fireflies and nightingale dominate the night
during spring time, when little white buds bloomed
fairy dust-like particles brought you to me
it felt like the wait is over
I’m finally at peace, finally complete
but as season passes unnoticed
autumn air comes in taking you away from me
from where I’ve started from, unnoticed on a shady hillside
dewdrops form at daybreak, crack of sunlight at the horizon.
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