A Kiss
(Sonnet)
I like silver rain when she dropped on thy
Moist body, moist mind, I just hold thine hand,
I’m shivering because I read thine brown eye
It’s like drinking a cup of coffee, but not on this land.
When the clouds become darker as like the charcoal
When the nature become the foe of us, and thou whisper
I Love you; then I forget my past colors of purple,
Thy smi...
Saturday 3rd September 2016 2:21 pm
A million of years later.
(sonnet)
From today a million of years later
Maybe our civilization won’t stay,
Maybe our town, building and our better
Life will be vanished like a far shooting star.
That’s day we’ll lose into the time’s abyss
And no one remember us and our love.
Maybe earth will be changed a wreckage bass,
And our blood will make a wave less dead cove.
We killed each oth...
Friday 2nd September 2016 10:01 pm
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