withered before bloom

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a  flower withered before bloom
undermined by an amoral father
destroy a half of her soul
cuts her entire dream

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the withered petals floating
among the bubbles of hatred
bobbing above a pool of tears
wondering when will its end

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a part of her soul  been vanished
empty like a starless night
she has no wills

live …. without life

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– mei –

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dry in the hugs

when the sun began to set, the red of twilight dims
she staring far to the sky edges
with flowers in her grips

the white doves marching home, take along the hopes and dreams
flying among the dark gray clouds
avoid the promise to be fulfilled

the moon reluctant to smile, the stars twinkling lazy
the song of night start singing
penetrating deep into soul

the song of night sounded away, fading along with hopes
let the flowers dry in her hugs
carve the sorrow of waiting

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– mei –

wait for me

 

you are my first love
now just a distant memory
ended under the sprinkling flowers
 
you are also my last love
now just a distant memory
ended under a sprinkling flowers
 
this separation makes me understand
how precious the time we spent together
 the love is still in this heart but you are now a memory
you leave this feeling of love but I have to lose you

I promise  this love will forever stay with me
to take to you one day, goodbye my love
 
you are my forever love
now just a distant memory
wait for me there…, under the sprinkling flowers

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– mei –

(written Feb/2003)

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she is a woman

smell the flower’s fragrant
you’ll know her scent

behold the beauty of butterfly
you’ll see her beauty

see the clear morning dew
you’ll see her tears

she is vulnerable as flower
she is fragile as butterfly
as fragile and vulnerable as her heart

listen to the sweet rhythm of a song
you’ll understand the meaning of her smile

watch the color of flower and butterfly
you’ll understand the color of women’s life

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– mei –

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just like a paper flowers

out of nowhere

it infiltrate and settled in my heart

somehow penetrated into my soul

mastering this heart and minds

then spreading the sense of love

created a happy feeling

like the blooming flower

greet the world with freshness

unfortunately

my love is just like a paper flowers

is not beautiful and fragrant as the original

will not withered by time or fall by the wind

but

fade away by tears

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– mei –

have not had the time to bloom

Mom,
you had said I must be patient and courageous
so I want you also be patient and courageous to faced this

you said if I cry then I will look ugly
so I want you not to cry
then I will remember you as beauty as seen

you had taught me to sincerity give and be given
so I want you to sincerity release me


oh my mother

please do not cry
I am not going too far
just to be close to God
as you said that God loves his children
well I am one of them
and I think He misses me
therefore He asks me to come closer

Mom,
I know that you will miss me
as I will also miss you
I hope you could release the sense of longing
by seeing those flowers in our garden
cause I would be among them
as a flower bud that have not had the time to bloom
although not for quite long
I am grateful of being your daughter
I love you mother

fly…,butterfly…fly

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before the last departure

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