Seeking for Heaven in haunting deep
Instead of finding truth hidden in
I sleep on the grass covered with stars
Dream is slipping away to lead me astray
Instead of finding truth hidden in
I sleep on the grass covered with stars
Dream is slipping away to lead me astray
Drowning in a tale
Wanderer’s story
Beauty untold in the first teardrop
Above the horizon of withering dawn
Purity, midnight fantasy
Oak leaves dwell in whisper
I lose myself in the mirror of the night
Campfires don’t bring me dreamlight
Vanishing gallery of forgotten pale scenery
Upon the guiding light of a fallen star
Make a wish beneath lost poet’s heart
A perfect rhyme
Lost in dreamless sigh
A final strife against the crime
Beauty of withering night
First ray of sunrise
Whisper me away from your arms
Withering dream still guiding me
In the end I’ll rest deep in your memory
Linlin's Poetry 