We shared it in the darkest moments of life.
Trust leads us astray through the deceiving crowd of pretenders.
Faith is all that remained.
I saw the crowd wishing death to their leader.
Sad, but they were the ones who gave their votes for him.
I chose another path to go home then…
Why the world is cold and pale nowadays?
Where is the wonder?
How I wish I could know why it’s all gone.
Memories flow like a river, frozen moments of life
They are never gone, forever alive deep in heart.
Of me and you, of us, we cannot see or touch it, but we still feel it within.
Trust we shared once. Hope wrote a dream.
It’s still there, on that shore, right there where we left it.
Still awaiting for us coming back.
Will the kite fly through the sky?
Will I see the nightingale singing his lullaby?
What is the colour of the awe?
Will you write another dawn with me?
Oh, if only you read the letter on the last page of my burnt diary.
You would have enough of fun and tears.
Dream is but a heart. There is no fear or regret in this serenity fading away.
Don’t break it while it’s still alive.
Linlin's Poetry 