Thoughts Poem by Kong Yin

Thoughts



My thoughts remain,
unlike those strange snowflakes
that drift away to nowhere.

They simply find secret spots to hide -
thoughts of joy, in oceans
thought of pain, in deserts
tangled thoughts
in tangled groves.

And on solitary nights
when a storm has passed
they creep to my bedside
quietly
and in pity
gaze at my face,
disfigured by life.

Monday, December 7, 2015
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