All Men Need To Sleep
In the night when all men need to sleep,
A man as lonely as I am
Is crouching in the corner of a bed,
Tring hard but in vain... more »
An Early Summer's Dream
It is on a fine early summer's day
That I open my diary with it's advent.
Though yellowish, it smells fresh anyway.
I can still sense it's soundless scent.... more »
On a fine afternoon, I sit on the balcony,
Looking at the deep clouds intently.
You and I travel in a balloon, flying so high.
And the rainbow appears in the sky.... more »
A thunder splits the starless night
Though in the dark, we long for the light
Flowers flying in the breeze
Redden the sky and we all freeze... more »
Body And Soul
Waking down the street of the city,
I've always felt somehow sad.
Even a big city like it
Cannot spare me somewhere to inhabit,... more »
Without being noticed and making a sound,
Fragments in my mind
Fills the gap of my heart.
But still the fleeting days... more »
Dream Within A Dream
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Fire And Ice
Why people say I'm as cold as ice
Though I'm actually burning as hot as fire?
All the things around me
Is like the symptons of having a fever.... more »
From Me To You
Time is just like a relentless knife.
In a flash it can tear all the promises apart.
Goodbye doesn't mean we can't see each other again,
But why can't we firmly make it to the end?... more »
Hear The Wind Sing
When the wind blows, we are walking.
When it stops, we are leaving.
Hearing the wind, we wrote down a song.
When it sings again, will we be strong?... more »
Again, the rain is ceaselessly falling.
The people on TV are too stupid to state.
In the fridge, there is a can of sardine.
Taking it out, I find it past it's expiration date.... more »
My Heart Leaps Up
In this tumultuous world
I have no a single word
But I think I still have time
To wait for someone in my mind... more »
In the bustling street where the snow is falling,
Broken hearts are changed into vapour floating.
A cold night depicts a moon even colder,
And coins drop silently into the hand of the loner.... more »
Red Street, Blue Tower
I woke up to find myself in a strange place
Where a cat dozed off with good grace.
It seemed that he was fond of dreaming,
In which he could find a fish, chewing.... more »
On the white worn canvas, the setting-sun softly shines,
Revealing under the cypress tree the secret lines.
The sorrow of the journey has become a poem of love;
The passing years are like the clouds floating above.... more »
The swirling night was split by bolt of lightning.
The scattering stars were torn into pieces.
The balance of the world started collapsing,
So did all the inhumane human species.... more »
The Beauty In A Thousand Years
In the moonlit night, flowers and maple trees are sleepless.
Behind the curtains speads the sadness.
In the starry night, dancing sleeves and breeze are speechless.
Under the eaves flow the memories.... more »
The Clear Sky
I always recall my summer's dreams.
They are all memories like poems.
With the rainbow's appearing,
It brings me the purest feeling.... more »
You are about to have a new journey,
During which you will meet many strangers,
Who will soon become familiar to you.
But you will be a stranger forever.... more »
The Left Eye And The Right Eye
My left eye is bright;
My right eye is blurred.
The world in my left eye is blurred,... more »
The Liquidized Fire
After a long crawling and struggling
I could take a deep breath finally.
But I found that what I had been inhaling
Is but an liquidized fire actually.... more »
The Mirror Of Memory
The mirror reminds me of my childhood
When we made a promise under the tree.
Leaves witnessed our brotherhood.
Our days were just that carefree.... more »
The Missing Of Teeth
I often dream of my teeth missing.
But realizing that, I've been without dreams.
What is the meaning of it?
I cannot make it clear.... more »
In a starry night on a summer's time fly fireflies.
The moon is silent, washing down the dust.
In the woods, I find tears welling up in my eyes.
For the nostalgic, sipping the wine is a must.... more »
The Other Shore
In my childhood I always stood tiptoe to have a glance
At the other shore but in vain in the distance.
From then I made up my mind to sail in the future
To fight against the fierce waves azure.... more »