The Courtyard Located At The End Of Heart Poem by Yung Ren

The courtyard located at the end of heart






Arrived a courtyard when it forced you down,
Trees were sensible, a door
When you struck it, your forehead hurt bad,
I was staring the view outside the window,
Saw the storm
Just like the mellow good wine repeated incessantly.
There's no heavenly bodies on the view,
The coastal waters had no stormy waves.
Maybe you were a darkslategray deer,
waited the Christmas day's coming and its eve.
This is not my homeland, unfortunately,
Sometime in a day I thought
The badly hurt when Jesus die on Good Friday,
It just like a short and small saw,
sawed the static me, and I moved,
Usually I abnormal awake at those moment.
When the old figure sat at the courtyard,
Then passed by the window of the rent room,
Said the desire never bring remuneration to you,
Even the opponents began to burst out,
But there always existed a courtyard, when it
forced you down; when you cried out: One man's loss is another's gain,
or die! die of falling into Satan's hands——
Unfortunately, your shout
had no touch with so many people.