memory

[peter7805]

memory



dust the ashes of the old days

the candle light of memory

is still shining in the dark night

and the past is how bitter a glass of wine

but I shall drink it all



swallowing the pain

is not an easy thing

and chewing it

is more grieved

I don’t know whether it is

strong or weak

to live on in the world



the spring flowers

blossom and fall

and the beauty is always

accompanied with the desolation

well in the deep memory

did it once appear

Her figure before



forgetfulness is how

a kind of happiness

but what makes me

hold the past so tightly

and never let it go



love is how evil a word

it lets people be full of hope

but the reality

emits the warmth that seems cold

and let you know

what the illusion is



in the blue sky

a white cloud passes by

like a flower in full blossom

but it’ll disappear in sight soon

because the storm and rain

is coming right now



what a poor child

what makes you still miss

the youth you hug tightly

is just like the stream

passing away



whether those gentle words

are still on your ears

but they are a knife

with poison

let you taste in despair

the sweetness of the past



love

it is love yet

you are the siren in the woods

and the mermaid in the deep sea

your beautiful songs

once let me

lost my way



I am alone

to go after your trace

the brambles mountain

and the mist in the evening

they can’t prevent

my step forward



on the boat in the darkness

I can’t see far

that seems the guide of death

but I am still

stepping with your song

and go towards the darkness deeper



fear

makes you tremble

but what the temptation

let you ,regardless of anything

take the risk of death

and do you know

for the price

that you have to pay



yes，maybe the price

is over painful

let my weakness bitten

full of blood

but why shall I

look at your water

and never change my mind



did I see

your beautiful figure

or you have never

appeared before

the longing for you

is totally an illusion



oh poor boy

your muddled youth

and the dream that you had

is just like the wind

vanished completely



the faraway place

that you are seeking

is a waste land

where there is no grass

or the fragrance of flowers

only a block of hard rocks

scattered on both sides of the road

oh that is a withered graveyard

and your youth will be buried there



oh ,happiness

why are you so short

and your tenderness and sweet

once wrapped my puny body

but now I can only

enjoy the bitter memory

alone



the candle of love

could light how much sky

oh man in the dark night

what is the light in your eyes

the vast river of stars

will disappear soon

without any trace



oh sun the light of reality

shoot the sky straightaway

and it will drive all the shadows

when you get out of the darkness

everything will become

a thing of the past

[Jerrybaldy]

Enjoyed the read peter but found the gaps annoying, would have been easier to read without them.
best wishes
jerry

[tailor STATELY]

I enjoyed the line breaks (my eyes are too weak to take in work run-on)

A great start. I would suggest you liven up your lines a bit; nip here and embellish there. Example from your verses 1 & 2:

dust away the ashes
of the days of old
for the candlelight of memory
still shines in the dark of night

the past how bitter
this glass of wine
but I shall drink it down
yet swallowing the pain
is a difficult thing
but to chew on it
grieves one even more

whether 'tis strength or
weakness to live on
I really do not know

Thank you for sharing.