Sometimes I see, sometimes I don’t. Sometimes our song appears in my mind.
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A hideout of an opened heartbeat
Sometimes I see, sometimes I don’t. Sometimes our song appears in my mind.
Read MoreLàm gì khi mùa xuân đương tới,
và nắng hồng ươm hoa?
Làm gì khi gió lùa kẽ tóc,
và đưa hương nàng kề ta?
On the train to nowhere,I saw you standing thereWould you like to come inside?Everything will be alright.
Read MoreMột buổi chiều vàng, nắng trên hiên nhà nàng, nhảy nhót rộn ràng vẫn như ngày tháng cũ.
Read MoreThere is a feeling I cannot obtain to see the world. There is a question opening my confusion. I was not invited to this world, can I leave this without any trouble? This poem is nothing but a sear observation of rain and a blink of an eye.
Read MoreScorching sun. Unheated heads. Tears mixed with your sheets. Drudging retort. Unpleasant pleads. Thousands of words but none fit in.
Read MoreThere are break ups that do not come from within but external hands. We may regard it as such a fancy title as fate. But who shaped that fate upon people? No god. It’s people plays.
Read MoreSad lines of a love story ended young.
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