I see a two-colored rainbow.
It's a bridge, I know,
to the real-dream world I've been looking for,
and I'm trying to reach that door.
...
These wings are broken,
but I believe they are strong enough
for there's an ocean to be crossed.
I'll keep flying no matter how harsh the wind blows.
...
Here I sit, in a corner of a class,
a day after my twentieth year of living.
I wonder and wonder,
...
couples by couples by couples
passing by, care not for the others
waiting and waiting and alone
only me, wind, and cat
...
I finally find a place to rest my wings on
It's not the place I've been looking for, though
It's just a small yet pretty isle.
...
here, alone, under a tree, waiting
nothing but the wind,
the grass and leaves dancing
...
I lay in this dark room,
with double blanket upon me,
just me and the rain outside.
...
! The Undone Dream 2
I see a two-colored rainbow.
It's a bridge, I know,
to the real-dream world I've been looking for,
and I'm trying to reach that door.
No gate, no stairs, nothing,
I'm running and jumping,
stepping stones are not so hard.
Riddled by a Sphinx,
surely knows what I'm thinking.
Which is your world, he asks.
Over there, I'm pointing, I'm going over there.
I'm afraid not, he smiles, you will know.
I kiss him goodbye.
A haste must be made,
yet I feel the stomachache,
after that cake I ate.
A poet is making a poem.
Sad and Happy as Tears and Joy.
Black white and colors,
and there also flowers.
To stay, I really want
but the journey must go on.
At the peak I pause,
inhales the sweet aroma
of the candy garden belong to the fairies.
Take the shoe one, they says, so you can run faster.
But Time would angry, I sigh, I wish I could fly.
Then take the wing one, o' dear,
and farewell, they giggle
Three more miles,
I cannot wait.
With smile, I flies.
With these wings,
I feel as if I dance
surrounded by thousands of fireflies
in the dark of a summer night.