Ride the storm until it’s gone
Write with your blood another poem
We all are but the shadows of tomorrow
Deep in the sea of untold pain and tears unshed
Lies the cure of forgiveness that I cannot get
Yet in silence I weep to find the way
That only path to run away
Echo of the last chord dwells in the silence
Flowing through my soul with tender bliss
I know every word of this old song of dreams
Restless ocean of fantasies boils within
All those lost illusions quivering still
Like a flow of memories dear
Ever gone with a child’s tear
I long for a path
Ever hidden deep
I long for a heart
Of light and dream
I long for art
Ever dwelling within
Like an echo
Like a shadow
Like a tear of the world
I long for every single moment
Of the past and future hidden in present
I love and hate and long for every weep and smile
Before the night withers with blooming sunrise
I long for a smile
For a touch
Living for the time
It’s not too much
To feel and believe
There is still a hope to live
I long for one more night of love
To share everything I have with the only one
I will long for forever through the endlessness of time
Linlin's Poetry 