I do not have no more
my tresses to play for you
they faded in each year
like a tree in autumn
they just fall in colours
and fall in tears, and fall in hopes
and collapse in love ~too~
i don't know if that is good
i see all from a very high place
so ~so high~
maybe that is the theme from you
high and fall
how could you catch me?
if i am fading
~now in blue~ and more and more transparent
i turned myself in a white-blue woman
for what? OH! I don’t know
just being changed with the autumn
~so many~
and forgetting you and forgetting me
in that deep dive white blue
and has my misted eyes
that cheat my heart
so i will jump!
not in your arms but i know I’ll l fly
after all
i have a fooled heart
and a misted eyes
just turn your head! ! ! !
Love may not perfect, but better to have loved and lost than never have loved at all! In every lost there may come a better replacement! Just move on....
I can read the foolishness of heart only in loving guys not in those who are close feasted.may say the open heart is foolish but nice than that of any sharp and cunning heart. your heart glitters than any crystalline element. lovely heart.
You are woman, transparent for only a moment! ! ! Then like a Phoenix from the ash will live again! And so is love...the highs and lows, the peaks, the valleys, and the steady in between....it doesn't die, only changes shape and becomes something new that can go places it never did before! So many kinds of love, so many layers in each kind....what falls in the Autumn charges the earth with needs to bloom again in Spring.....dormancy is not death.....only a time when life rests preserving for a better time.....is love any different?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Felt the pain.But you got the taste of love, so you know its bitter taste.That's life.you're not foolish at all, but a great poetess!