equally perceived

l o v e
is a feeling that can’t be measured
came like an electric shock between two different poles
create a feeling of flying to the land of rainbow
dig a sense of longing
love is beautiful
it’s here
in this heart
but it can create
the carving of sorrow
feels like sliced but not bleed
that difficult to circumvented
bringing misery into the line of dreams
make such days in hell
suffering is painful
it’s here
in this soul
love and sorrow
are in common

both are equally perceived

two seasons to wait

there is a land
where snow could be touched
where snow could be felt
I never been there
but I want to be there
and I’ll be there

at the snowing land
there is someone
someone so special
someone  I loved
and I will loving him
till last

I am now  in the land of snow
touching the snow
feeling the cold
waiting for him
he hasn’t come

in the land of snow
the winter has gone
spring surrounding
I am still waiting
but he hasn’t come
and he never comes


– mei _