Being woken up by a lovely message, I smiled to start a new day, new week. Driving in beautiful streets, I felt some drizzle rains kissing my face. Peaceful feeling was in my heart. I knew there were a lot of things need to be done, and somebody was worried a lot but in such a sweet morning, I did not mind, just wanted to enjoy the present of life. Who am I? Well, I’m the one who always loves myself the most.
Having some great novels in my bag, I wondered why I did not find some roses to make everything perfect. Suddenly it gave me chance to meet a nice woman that I wanted to hug her a bit. Sweet smiles, a gentle face and thoughtful words made her unforgettable. People usually said that meeting someone is arranged by fate, I don’t know what fate is but thank if it is really exist for a lot of lovely people I’ve ever met. Her vendor now is flowing in crowded street and beautiful yellow roses are brightening my corner by their happy song.
“Roses and novels
It is so sweet!
…I must hug myself”
Have a beautiful week :heart:
[A photo is here 😉 ]
Sometimes she needs a shoulder to lean on and cry
Though her eyes seem to be dry
No more tears!
p/s just for the flower 🙂
On my way back
Thinking of a coming football match
I realize there won’t be any call for me after that
After a crazy football match
Nobody will call me like you did
…Sitting in the silent night
There is no sound but my own breath
Tears naturally fall
That I know I miss you so so much
Writing a message
Just to tell somebody I miss you
Though it will definitely not be sent
It is midnight now…
If someday I miss you
Want deeply to see my love
Will you come here immediately and hold me tight
To sweep all my sadness away
And bring back my smiles
If someday I miss you
And run to you like a child
Will you spend time with me and give me your shoulders
To lean on and cry
…. If someday I need you
Will you be here?
Some words after listening to this song for hours 😀
Have a wonderful month, you all :heart:
Always wonder how you felt
When it came to you
Always wonder why I couldn’t feel something wrong with you
Always wonder how I could sleep when it came to you
If I was a good daughter to you
I don’t know why I could be so cold
Many times I was so cold
Tho you could have gone before…
No, I had never dared to think about
One day you would go away
How could I be so cold
When I knew I was the only one you told
The only one
You shared your thought about…
The one should have been there
And taken your hands
How could I know
They would be too cold
When I touched them again
…the last time
Other people were able to be around
Touching your face
And telling you
It was the last…
Saying goodbye to you
I was there but had no chance to do
That was the first and the only time I wished
I’d been born in another year…
My heart’s crying
Are you here?
Walking in the paddy field harvesting
There is rice but no more grain
And no more storks flying on
The color of old rice’s feet covers my eyes
And cold wind’s blowing
Some buffaloes are gazing at dried ground
What can they find here?
Is there any grass?
I don’t see even a green point
Why I’ve passed thru for more than 20 years
Most things stay the same here
In every winter
It seems to be nothing changed
Except white storks
They are starting to be disappeared
Only poor brown color covers here
How does the field still survive?
And until when?
A cold wind can’t heal the pain of it
Without rain – its face is broken
Don’t want to make new holes on the broken brown face
…Taking off my shoes
And blue feeling’s gone
Is it true when I hear dry ground whispering under my feet?
“Nothing changes now but all
You just can not see…
Waiting until spring…
Everything has its time”
Standing here, and it’s too far to your place
You seem to be out of my reach
but I’m still trying my best
Following you day by day
Looking at you
Looking at your lights
Some questions run in my mind
Is there any light for me?
Have you ever known that I am here
waiting for you turn to me?
I give you all my love,
don’t you see?
Have you ever known
your smiles light up my eyes
And every night, I meet you
in my dreams
Even if you never think of me
I still love you
Other things? I don’t care
People say that I’m fool
Maybe they’re right but who knows what really makes me happy?
And who cares?
I can smile every day, every night
Because you live, I’m alive.