Childhood Lost
A man of great fortune and fame I am, And friends I have many. Yet I wander in search of happiness In blackboards and books I never found any.
Poem
Once
Once, we were lovers, lost in the maze of crumpled bedsheets, discovering each other’s body like two mice in an infinite maze.
The Afterglow of Regret
In the afterglow of regret, my pain is exposed, and I am vulnerable and unstable. For I am a criminal guilty of many mistakes, gambling my life as stakes.
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The Greatest Journey
For a moment lost in translation, the heart goes into depression as meaningless words struggle to make an impression.
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This War
A silent war wages inside me. It’s not a dream or an intellectual fantasy or a child’s stubborn desire.
Found
Found a little toy called heart, Found it broken, torn and ripped apart. Found it lying on the street, Trampled on by the hundreds of feet.
Under a Moonlit Sky
Under a moonlit sky, My lady sat and wept. While her world was in turmoil, Ours soundly slept. She sat and she cried While she thought of all the lies, Her face buried in her hands As tears streamed from her eyes.
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