Thanks, Niko, for your beautiful reply which made my day. Did you refer to the poem "Lotus Pond in June?"
By the way, what did you mean by "today's on up?"
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Although it's early June
the burning sun outside
is sparing no effort
to warm
this indifferent heart
inside of me
which is getting poorer
and poorer
every second
The moment when you said
You had no words
after reading some dull poems
of mine
for they read like
a beautiful prayer from nature
to you
you made my day
and now
I feel inspired a bit
Perhaps
I should keep on scribbling
and wish
what seems to be
useless weeds
in my humble eyes
might turn into green oases
for some travelers
on hot and dry deserts
It was just yesterday
when I was almost fretting
myself to death
about the sizzling hot weather
in June
and then this morning
I woke up to find
it was partly cloudy and pleasant
Better yet
it will be raining
any second now
according to weather forecast
Likewise
whenever I feel so hungry
that I could eat a horse
I'd choose to go to
an all-you-can-eat restaurant
and eat to my heart's content
Nevertheless
whenever I miss you
as the dry land is thirsty
for summer rain
where and how can I see you
to get rid of this sorrow
which is no different
from cancer
growing bigger and bigger
Should I gaze long
at graceful you
or simply pick a pink rose
for you
It's really hard
to make a choice
The thorns may prick me
and hurt me
but your elegant face
will definitely
rob me of my poor soul
And I can assure you
there is absolutely no way
for me to redeem it
Therefore
I can't help but
let out a sigh
and stare up
at the blue sky
which brings out joy
but also the blues in me
Late spring
is still beautiful
And it's more enthralling
especially
when it's raining
Take my advice
and take a walk
in the rain
with or
without an umbrella
leaving your lively
and exquisite silhouettes
here and there
on the flowery path
in the leafy woods
or in the green countryside
Never put it off
until the golden season
of shedding leaves
and sad tears
Maybe
we'll be endowed
with a most dazzling picture
during the time
of harvesting apples
But
in the meanwhile
we may also hear
just around the corner
the howling elegy
of a most barren winter
Yes, I enjoyed that one most.
I meant, I read from the most recent on upward (on the page)
If you're grieving
for the spring
that has sneaked away
without warning
with the one
you adore most
why not take in
the heavenly blues
when the day is still young
young as the one
you pine for most
you're sure
to ignore the blues
for many a century
when you're wrapped up
in their beauty
It's Chinese cuisine
that feeds my hungry belly
every day
It's the beauty of nature
that fills my starving soul
every second
Somehow
there are just my lame excuses
to keep on living
on this boring
and mundane earth
Without your presence
nothing would enchant me
and no one would inspire me
to pick up a pen
and transform
my whimsical thoughts
into most atmospheric poetry
It's not due to the approaching
of summer
but your leaving
at the wrong time
(in early June)
The heat wave
is becoming so spiteful
that my head's feeling dizzy
that I'm going crazy
not much different
from a drooping seedling
under the merciless sun
in the hot desert
longing for you
to shower me with summer rain
in the afternoon
to inspire me
to write a poem
wonderful as a delightful rainbow
which is sure to come
in the wake of your footsteps
Nice poem about the muse with both the rain and the rainbow.
If you insist to know
how much I love you
I'll be surely speechless
as the sky blue
above us
Supposing
you were a morning glory
in full bloom
I'd definitely be the green tree
you nestle up to
Just to catch a glimpse
of your violet blue
in the morning
I'm willing
to be entwined
a thousand times and more
by your tender arms
Lucky you
for being able to expect
once in a while
a table
full of various delicacies
and in the meantime
relish the sunset glow
in the western sky
though it's been a long time
since you lost the rosy glow
Growing and frolicking
in the meadow
are the lovely daisies
waiting eagerly for you
to nourish
and to push them up
In spite of the fact that
you were once
no less pretty
than those young damsels
My friend
I should've taken it
to the mountain
to visit with you
last year
before the season
of harvest
but
the long and winding path
discouraged me
from taking the trip
Now
it's getting more
and more scorching hot
in the city
and I'm missing
day and night
the pleasant shade
of the fresh green trees
near your place
Nonetheless
I still can't muster up
enough courage
to step outside
my comfortable zone
Hence
would you be kind
enough to tell me
whether
the small stream
over there
is still cool
with numerous little fish
swimming lively
here and there