A Grape Poem by Yan Na
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A Grape
Everyday is a fruit.
Freedom is sweet.
Islation is sour.
Everytime,
sweet and sour.
Magnificence inside a bitter core.
Ripe time by time.
Fasten on the branch of fate,
waiting a drop.
Maybe I will be wine in a barrel,
or juice in a cup.
Maybe just a raisen covered by dust,
but never escape from the corperse world.
No need to throw the summer,
when in purple,
I am already an autumn.
Sunday, May 21, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: emotional,fruit
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4/29/2024 9:48:15 PM # 1.0.0.1119
不必送夏，紫袍加身的那一刻，我已成秋！ 訥言