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[yuka]

Like the shooting stars
Falling through the still night sky
Ending the trip in the twinkling of an eye
Happiness is the joy of loneliness
That sharing with nobody

We’ve been waiting for too long
So that lacking of courage
To ask each other’s direction of love
Leaving the boat drifting with the stream
Although longing for it to the warm haven

I will go, I have finished my mission
But you still have your long trip
Forget me, even if you remember
We will not be meeting again
In this universe

[everyadventure]

You had some pleasant imagery here; I really enjoyed the lines "Happiness is the joy of loneliness / That sharing with nobody." But then I had a hard time figuring out how the pleasures of solitude fit in with the following "we," and the longing for a warm haven?

[hillwalker]

A lovely poem - not sure if it's perhaps a parent's letter to a child telling them their life ahead may be lonely, but part of a parent's pleasure is watching a child stand on their own two feet and making their own path through the world.

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[Delta40]

Mmm. I liked the 'setting free' aspect of the poem but was halted by the we in v2. It might be a child who gets pushed along by the parent. Either way, I liked the gentle calm motion of the poem.

[yuka]

thank you EA Hill and Delta, for your reading and comments. but i'm not planing to explain what my this one is about, or not now, hehe, keep it secret temporarily.