20 December, 2017

lonEly loVe

Black
With spots of brown
Not all around
Just some found

Dark skies
No stars
Noise heard from the revving of cars-
It’s a long night.

Glass is formed from sand
thud heard when the bottle meets land
Waste on the beach
Ocean just receives

Paper Airplane
Folded with a nice tail
Tries to fly
Flops and fail

The blazing horn
Ships depart
All around, looks of forlorn
Thoughtful sending of hearts

Side character watches
Protagonist love resolves
Antagonist transformed
Remainder remains

Is there no plot
Who shall develop?
No audience for the film
Just gratitude awarded.

Yet job fulfilled
Life must continue
Hope can appear
If the person dare desire.



Post Script: 
I don't know what poem this is. Thoughts overflow like a shower rampant waterfall.
Noise clutters, yet the silence speaks.
You speak to me in words, I reply you with emotions.
Stop hurting, start healing. Healing starts only when one realizes they can be healed, not just that they are injured.

-huangxi

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