The breeze shook the leaves ,flapping each other
A string of fragrance, seeping into the chest
Close my eyes. Spit out the body's wordy language
The fragrance of the lungs, swimming through the body
Blindfolded darkness, hiding from the glare
Stolen spring, life upward
Look into the silence of the night
Life that works in secret grows strong under the moonlight
One crowded against the other
It infected cherry blossoms, magnolia
Breathing in the fragrance
It explodes between night and day
Forcing lilacs to turn purple, white, and in sheets
Those standing under the tree closed their eyes
The world took on a different height and pattern
The triviality of life is blown into warm color by a gust of wind
Running with falling petals of lilac
The experience of life has another taste
Hanging at the corners of her mouth, uptrend
fengyan
Part 3. It gives me pleasure that you also stand for the same cause. Five stars.
Part 2. " Look into the silence of the night Life that works in secret grows strong under the moonlight" My heart grows heavy under the weight of the young souls who sacrificed their lives for the noble cause of freedom of expression
Good poem. Great images, though a little melancholic. " Blindfolded darkness, /hiding from the glare /Stolen spring, life upward" Reminds me of the faces of the poor four thousand odd eighteen year olds massacred at Tiananmen Square.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
" The experience of life has another taste Hanging at the corners of her mouth, uptrend" marvellous. To Myfavourites with Top Score