Meeting you is like spring water reflecting pear blossoms,
Seeing you is like the chirping of cicadas accompanying the summer,
Thinking of you is like a thousand arrows piercing my heart,
Remembering you is like the spring breeze brushing the mountain ridge,
Watching you is like fireworks illuminating the world,
The poems I write for you,
Last for a thousand years,
Known by all,
But only the title remains.
You
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Stupidity
Some people vote, but never think,
Their choices shallow, quick to sink.
They cheer and boast, with voices loud,
But wisdom’s lost inside the crowd. -
Ish
Not quite,
but close.
A shade off,
a soft blur,Almost there,
but waiting,
somewhere between
yes and maybe. -
The Sun
The sun hangs high, a golden blaze,
Filling the sky with unblinking gaze.
It watches over the land, fierce and bold,
Turning the ground to burnished gold.
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