in the cocoon of the past

her beauty teased
her charm  blinding
took him into a want of having
dragging into an imagination which tells him
her warm will embraced him in cold
her intimacy will accompanied  him in solitude
her shadow will comforted  him in restless
which took him in a passion to grab
he touch her
but she is wet by tears
and her soul bleed
oh… she is so frail
wrapped by the cocoon of miserable
the time he tried to lift her
she avoid  and begging
let me belong to my past
it sudden disperse his fantasy
and put him into a disillusion  
her beauty still teased
her charm  still blinding
but his passion of having has gone
let the imagination in the cocoon of her past


– mei –

reconstruction of the heart and mind


the shadow of night slowly comes over me

through a small hole

I can hear the insects are crawling

when I leering into the sky

the stars are twinkling

trying to illuminate the darkness of my soul

and the moon seducing me to smile

I never knew there were so much care

waking me from sleeping too long in misery

and let my feeling be as the driver

I  sudden felt a vibration of emotion

that I had never felt before

it is to open my heart and construct way of thinking

in reach the real meaning of life

and freed myself from the cocoon of misery

to gaze upon a new trip of life’s procession

there is much beauty I never take notice of

there is so much love that I didn’t care

even if I did not get their love

let me give out my love for all

hell with all the painful misery

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