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When I vowed
I'd never be
a captive to your charm
I felt as calm
as a mirror pond
Yet when I see
a gentle breeze
lifting up those
enchanting pink petals
of peach blossoms
and throwing them onto
the still pond
hence my heart
starts rippling again
Revised
Yesterday
it was still breezy
now it's snarling and growling like crazy
And the day before yesterday
it rained like cats and dogs
all the way
if my memory serves me right
nothing seemed all right
How can I expect a sunny tomorrow
now that I'm fed up
with so much sorrow
When each bird flies softly by,
waving goodbye
to those piles of moody clouds,
sailing serenely
to a greener land,
and leaving me nothing
but lonesome blues.
How I wish
to be able to cut off the line
that has been controlling my life!
One day
when eventually I am free
from the hand
that holds the line of my destiny,
I wonder
whether I'll be flying freely
like a bird
or falling like a free-flying kite
from the top of the world!
Revised
It's the third day
of the Lunar New Year
supposed to be
the happiest time of the year
but I feel
there has seemed to be
a huge boulder
on my heart
since the first day
of this spring festival
I wonder
why I'm not as ethereal
as a wisp of smoke
as usual
and I'm trying hard
to find out the answer
to be again
that free and easy man
I used to be
Perhaps
I should blame it
on the seasonal depression
springtime as it's now
Yesterday
the weather man said
the sky's going to cry tonight
till the next day
yet the sun will smile brightly
during the day
so I went to my garden
in the early morning
to soften the soil
and to let the sun
shine on and disinfect it
After I finished planting
some vegetables
in the evening
there wasn't much time
left for me to water them
before dark
not to mention the fact
that recently there had been
a shortage of water
Hardly had I got home
before I found
I had lost my depression
Maybe
it was because I was too busy
and too exhausted
to remember where I left it
Maybe
it was the sunshine
that had stolen it from me
I liked how the sunshine stole the depression. The sun would probably not "sterilize" the soil but warm it.
Thanks, YesNo, for your reply and the correction.Quote:
Originally Posted by YesNo
I googled for the info and I found the correct way to say it is disinfect instead of sterilize. I'll use disinfect instead right now. Thanks again.
Taking a walk
on the sidewalk
I catch a glimpse
of a small yellow flower
sticking out of a crack
and smiling quietly
all by herself
I feel very joyful
though I suppose
she's not so gorgeous
as Iris
and not so elegant
as Orchid
yet I know
the pretty romantic Rose
is not the one for me
for I'm just a nobody
like her
living in the middle
of nowhere
Maybe
I'll never have a chance
to see you again
yet I'm still missing your smile
like a drooping leaf of grass
waiting for the summer rain
Maybe
I'm now like a bee
getting lost in a concrete jungle
yet I'm still dreaming
one day
there'll be spring rain
showering down
on this lonesome dry land
Revised
The distance between us
can be compared to something
like this
Supposing
you're a romantic cloud
born to wander forever
and ever
then I'm a small rippling river
lying by the meadow
with splashes of yellow
enjoy singing for you today
as well as tomorrow
Maybe
you're too far away
to appreciate my lovely melody
but I couldn't care less
as long as you once
and deeply
impressed a charming reflection
on my clear water surface
Revised
Dear loved ones
I'm feeling terribly sorry
Others are so obedient
to their parents
grazing as much as they can
on the meadow
to make more fleeces
while I'm still setting
my affections
on the weeping willow
by the pond
the wandering cloud
in the blue sky
and the soothing stream
in the forest
I regret to admit
that I'm the black sheep
of the family
for I've owned anything
but an empire building
The sparrows are flitting
around from branch to branch
in the woods
in this green paradise
especially bustling
on this sunny morning
It appears that they're telling
one another it's coming
The Spring Is Coming
Let's get busy
busy as the noisy city
not very far away
just outside the fence
busy making a decent house
busy looking for a pretty spouse
busy having a nest
of lovely fledglings
so that human beings
won't miss our singing
come next spring
Revised
In the refreshing morning
you're shining
like a tiny dew
in the garden
I'd turn myself
into a leaf of grass
for you to cling fondly to
if I could be with you
for even a fleeting moment
I know
you'll be gone
even before I wake up
from my hallucination
but I don't care
whether there's eternity
or not
as long as we once treasure
this casual encounter
Revised
Once upon a time
in spring
azaleas were decorating
your campus
with a kaleidoscope
of new colors
At that time
you were most poetic
and enthusiastic
about those exotic lands
of romance
You once said that
you would write down
the most beauteous moments
in a book of poetry
one day
after you had traveled
like a Gypsy
to many far away places
Now the same azaleas
are blooming again
like young girls
in March
and you've come back
from a long journey
weather-beaten and worn-out
You're still sentimental
but passionate no more
How could you
create a piece of inspiration
seeing that
you've lost your passion
When my heart was young
and my soul restless
I'd rather come across
a violent storm
once in a while
than live a simple life
as always
How could I see
at that time
facing storms was
no laughing matter
Isn't it a shame
that only in the sunset of life
and only in the wake
of numerous tears
do I truly wish to steer away
from any trouble
Now I don't mind
if I have to be humble
simply to be able to enjoy
peace and serenity