raining inside heart

she walks with her barefoot, across the streets and bridges
under the sky, she finds an abandoned garden
sit there, she remembers some pieces of bittersweet memories
whispers to herself, “not bad, isn’t it?”

for all the experiences,
chances she’d taken, failed or succeeded
chances she’d not taken, regretted or grateful
let them go, one by one

how spacious she must build a house for herself
to save all her belongings
how far she must go
to see the world
how deep she must dig
to bury all her sorrows
how long she must wait the rain to stop
inside her heart, it is raining as well.

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unseen but familiar

i see those faces,
the newborns
the young ones
the old ones
the cemetery

i see those tears,
laughters,
sadness,
happiness,
aspirations and desperations

i see those guests
come and go
nothing stays forever
but they keep coming
until the day i close these eyes

and open it again
to experience those sights
unseen but familiar
wish to be better
strive to do more.

“但他們也是你自己的人”

就停在這兒﹐那年一成不值提的回憶了。下面是別的故事﹐現實的我。

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曾經說過我感謝天地有你這種朋友﹐
其實只說話而已﹐知道今日會來的﹐
最後也是看你離開﹐再也別回來了﹐
反證在我 心中還能笑﹐前哭了一場。

聽說這人生不如一場夢﹐
什麼沒帶來﹐也沒帶去﹐
命運的河流﹐誰能擋住﹐
必受苦﹐才能珍惜幸福。

不說當初的情況﹐沒有更可滿足的解釋﹐
不大算遠走高飛﹐只原一路上平凡日子﹐
我想﹐我這個人﹐沒有後悔﹐只有遺憾﹐

 

a shadow’s master

a shadow won’t ever leave its master.
it will faithfully accompany its master to the graveyard.
so let’s stop worrying each other,
we’ll be fine, walking our separated ways.

a shadow would tell the differences between light and darkness,
it will clearly reflect our heart, follow us thru years.
so what if we are no longer walk together ?
we have our own shadow, no one can separate it from us.

only when there’s no light
only when there’s no darkness
the shadow disappear,
just like us.

some people aren’t meant to be together til the end,
lets say a short-lived beautiful fate.
just because we choose different ways.
doesn’t mean one of us is wrong and the other is right.

somehow everything is crying;
the wind, the monastery bells, the rain, the breaths
my crying heart stops,
bittersweet, but it’s getting plain day by day.

refuse to think, refuse to feel.

burning all the love letters he sent to me
reread some, laughable.
long sigh, bittersweet smile.
no more tears left, refuse to think, refuse to feel.

after all these years,
it’s hard to say if to find a new heart again
this drenched one is not that bad
still beating, nothing really broken.

smile, and refuse to think, refuse to feel.
keep repeating this, on and on
til the day this heart flies to the empty sky,
let this faith dispersed in the air, just like him.