The thunder is a sound
Breaking through a lie,
Luring myself into the misleading
Dream that reveals,
That is deeply intertwined
With deities in you.
Looking upon this lie,
Wide open my eyes,
Just I stand
On which mimics a lake,
That mimics a mirror.
Talk to me,
In lowering pitch,
To say that you care.
Lofty feathers flee the earth.
I resent
Deception made to care.
Then we set sail to the oldest sky.
As the dusk breaks on dawn,
Moon falls to sun.
Shedding man and crying sons,
Girls sing to their moms.
Intruders ride on horse,
Saddles that make you saddened.
Home is broke,
Spread fire as fire.
I watch this film,
Vast lake which resembles home.
Fall onto thee,
As I fall back to my realm.
Asasasasas it leaks in,
It drives me nuts and not evenly hinged!
From the
Window
And
A mirror,
Iiiiiiiii hate to take.
Say whatnot you yearn,
Learn
Nothing is in your position!
Commanders come in in hot tub,
Burns away part of the skin,
Away away away.
Do you feel insane?
It is not you
Only you!
Use a mark and a wrapping sound.
Use your nose not you tongue.
Sniff it until you lose it.
Hang it until you dry it.
My words
Your lux,
Fortunately you are no luck.
Hear my prayers,
Wait for the stop.
Nonononon stop.
Said my word is broken,
Can you feel my lingering?
I pour my sands into your arms,
No arm shall hold them.
A lightning strikes on your knees,
As I kiss them spreading on the ground.
Dirt on my lips,
And dirt on your knees.
O dirt on your lips,
And dirt on my knees!
Wish my birth was later,
Wish my death was sooner.
On the day the sun was broken,
On my day this century was over.
Human race,
My mark.
This earth,
My love!
To exist is never a wish,
To exist is my bliss of a gift.
I will build your bridge,
To connect your tower to my cottage.
It is a bridge of interconnecting,
Of you and me,
Our hearts.
And it is a bridge of babel.
Join me your soul.
Whisper your name in Chinese.
The sound dissipates in the wind.
When the breeze carries it to reach you.
And you heard it in English,
Softened voice,
Mid pitch,
I love you.
I will build your bridge,
To connect your tower to my cottage.
It is a bridge of interconnecting,
Of you and me,
Our hearts.
And it is a bridge of babel.
Join me your soul.
Whisper your name in Chinese.
The sound dissipates in the wind.
When the breeze carries it to reach you.
And you heard it in English,
Softened voice,
Mid pitch,
I love you.
Something screams in the cloud,
As the rain roars in the air.
Water pounds the wall with the noise,
I contemplate solely in my room.
Though the thunder adds a violet hue,
My point of view
Is blue.
No doubt,
I am in unadulterated anger.
A peace treaty is broken,
And my heart screams in Vienna!
I shall tear you apart,
Mimicking a god and his judgement.
My heart is in tears,
My love.
And my words bleed in weary.
My soul comes to die hard.
Something screams in the cloud,
As the rain roars in the air.
Water pounds the wall with the noise,
I contemplate solely in my room.
Though the thunder adds a violet hue,
My point of view
Is blue.
What we loved is now fading,
Effacing by ambience.
My brain is losing,
The memory.
What starts growing stops tomorrow.
My reminiscence,
How I wish to stay in this moment?
As everything became frozen,
Your untouched frame is coming to an end.
A flow of sadness gently touches my brain,
I was hit by a train.
Some parts of me remained while others were demolished.
I want them back.
A short verse dispersed throughout my tongue.
My wish is to be found.
The sound goes on,
But who will it reach?
Holding onto the relic,
I feel the extreme pain.
I am shaking apart.
Yet what about my perpetual heart?
If you ever were loved,
It would make me carsick.
This was written on my ribs,
For a decoration of devotion.
Like a mixture of Aphrodite and Apollo,
A hermaphrodite of beauty and brute.
The lightning warmed me.
Let you stun me.
As no one interprets me correctly,
This niche feeling cannot move a tree.
While all my sayings become dissipating,
You are something I hallucinate.
On the far horizon of Asia,
Or the small town in France.
Old Greek god,
He emerges.
Thus you are my Dionysus.
In ivy crown worn,
In divine ecstasy,
I drink the intoxicating libation.
Unread mails piled up there,
Adding and extending themselves.
They stretch to reach me while I want to stay high.
Noble figures are immune.
Noble figures are now inept and low.
A panorama is a vista,
And a wonder is my visage.
When wings are no drumsticks,
Dial my number when the night falls.
Like red ink spills in black, /That clown wears his head.
The world will forget me tomorrow, /I wish to go by.
Streets without lights, /The leaves were left behind.
In the pond of motionless ice, /You and I collide.
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As the wound heals,
Scars grow like wildfire.
There could be no way to prevent,
Such a disgraceful mark on my body?
Weeping over the elements,
Which cut me deeper than my souls!
I am just an imperfect being,
That could never be close!
To my longings,
I yearn for a distorted form of love and belonging.
I can almost hear the words.
They murmur,
“Something’s coming,
The sentence is incomplete,
Yet I know the next.
Something transformative,
Massive destruction to the system.”
A beam of light plummets from the sky,
And it breaks and cuts a piece of gleam.
The facade falls and lets us go inside.
We party through the endless night.
Dada, my child,
They say you have been a naughty one.
You play over the pages on which glorious histories were written.
You screw over the books that contain their finest degrees.
You choke their money and gold.
Atoms dissipate into your mouth,
And come out as fission and fusion.
Use you as our tool,
Or drive as our vehicle?
You may be our flag of resistance,
Or a howl of doom?
I have a feeling of being trapped here,
Limited within such a grand planet.
Yet I feel the boundaries are nearby.
Electrocution comes around when
You try to break off.
My world was once celestial,
And now I am playing dead and docile.
Beasts in a zoo,
Preserved and kept,
Just serve their destined roles.
Azure red,
Distorted scream.
Drown in the dream,
I felt lucid.
Bubble-like life,
Screwed my devoted belief.
Higher presence casts a shadow,
And the shadow fades.
I fade,
In this human flesh.
Rotten fishes,
They are friends with speaking rodents.
Lives are water.
Some are floods,
Wrapping it all;
Others are drips,
Vibrated by the wind.
And yours is a vast ocean,
Sinking to the bottom.
I could never reach the bottom.
Drowned and resurrected,
Blend me into a summer wave.