Everyday I break into thousand piecesThen I gather myself together againI don’t want to, yet I do it somehowWith only one wish each timeMay be, may be you could be mine. Money will not bring you happinessHigh stature and foreign land won’t bring peaceThese will slip away like sands in a clenched fistAnd the loveContinueContinue reading “// I will do my best //”
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Is there a morning ? (English Poem #6)
They say,
No matter how profound the darkness
After darkness there is always light,
No matter how long the night is
There always follows a morning
Wave of Thoughts 