Luna, come out and play;
We’ll do everything like yesterday,
We’ll bike ride down twisting streets
Of the neighborhood.
...
Music and laughter drifted from a gazebo on the green lawn
As the spring breeze blew fresh flowery scents into the air;
We were at the park and all I could think about was your hair
Caressing your shoulders in the sunlight.
...
I’m not weeping beside lilac trees
Because of my affection for the divine aroma
Of the majestic spring,
But because of the tall goddess I fear
...
If stars weep
And then die
In the midnight sky;
If flowers turn their petals
...
I spend most of my time alone,
Moping around listening to music,
Depressed and brooding,
It is a garment
...
When things slip away,
They might be gone to stay.
A child’s innocent affection
Is relegated to history
...
Love is an illusion
Blossoming into reality
Once scribbled by sleepless poets
On loose paper or graffiti walls,
...
Experience dark heart
And walk on daunting midnight streets
Ridden with vipers intent on crime:
You might get robbed
...
On a wild midnight excursion,
I take a car ride in the trembling realm
Of illusions;
Thoughts scatter and fall apart.
...
Love glows today
Like afternoon sunlight.
Keep praying to daisies
And purple hyacinths
...