Just a poem

Painting with innocent white
Bright dream walked all alone
Singing with a smile reaching the sky
Little hope, lonely pure soul
Running so fast, playing with lust
Chasing the shadows from dark past
I climb mountains so high
To feel red touch of sunrise

Pale memories so dear
Still calling to me everynight
Their voices so clear
I hear so close all the time

They make me feel like dying
They make me cry
But still in that sight
I dive even now

Eyes so deep like the ocean
Eyes clear like sky at the dawn
Tears slowly fallen
Tears of pain so alone
Like stars in the night sky
Tiny dreams of heart
Memories deep like a feeling
That tears me within

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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