Kong Yin

Fog Arrived; Fog Lifted - Poem by Kong Yin

When the fog arrived,
I turned off my lamp,
not knowing from whom I was hiding.
My late-blooming magnolias
shared my wistful look.

When the fog lifted,
like a stranger, you walked by my hiding place.
On your body, a cloak of indifference.
On your face, the pain of seeking.
On your forehead, the weariness of a tramp.

As you stepped into
my magnolia tree’s shadow,
white blossoms instantly opened.
A breeze bore your familiar scent
and carried away the echo
of my quickening heartbeat.

My memory projected a faded picture:
you and I cuddled under a magnolia tree
by a broken wall.
When the fog arrived,
we were playing a lovers’ game of hide and seek.
Ah! Why were we so keen on playing our roles?
When the fog lifted we were so altered,
we could not recognize each other.

Topic(s) of this poem: fog

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 7, 2015

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