When I hear this sound that awakens me, intimidating its way into my cloistered night, I write…

“SUN OF TOMORROW”

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The color of dusk wraps around sun.

A lonely tree in the vast lawn-

           Craves water and finds none.

From the gloomy sky, flees light-

Towards the far horizon with spite.

           Rain of light pours from red tulip of night.

The gray night opens its wing-

To carry life on its ring.

           Wild winds run and swing.

To a silent humming, cities retire-

On the roof of night, stars inspire.

           The wine of moon light, I desire.

It is midnight and cloud in vast sky-

Abuse the moon with its threat and sigh.

          And the old crow mocks beautiful butterfly.

In the bosom of this night, I get a surprise.

The glow of your eyes becomes a prize,

           Like sun of tomorrow that I never despise…

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That monstrous evil, that unjust fear, the dying;

That daring love, more fearless than a reason.

Pouring rain frightens the earth, oh, that crying!

But stone delightfully smiles in that rainy season.

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Why can’t we find the stars at night?

Why only a seaman see where they lead?

for us, stars are beauty and delight.

To them, are study, life, and deed.

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In daybreak, the sun brings tears with its fire.

It carries an honorable, glowing redness on its wing.

At dark fall, our souls long a desire-

When the stars smile like a king.

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Each person’s life comes with poison and benediction.

I can drink the poison if the person is a friend;

And I only taste the sweetness, abstraction;

A clear taste of sun and stars to the end…

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I broke the chains today;

And stood under rain!

The only thing I saw,

That I was naked,

And rain was wet;

Just like me!!!

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Do I rest amongst flowers and stars;

Or in a big square?

Where my first memory of growing up-

Is buried!

Each night, instead of stars and moon-

The words that storm has scattered-

Fly out in my wandering soul.

The moonlight gives light to the words!

But the words are in a prison cage!

Calm never finds them in living!

They never be released from prison cage…

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I must take a journey through a revolving door.

It’s a journey I detest and abhor!

Seeing a dervish’s spinning trap;

For a fool like me that takes crap!

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I journeyed over rough terrains;

And crossed countries on decrepit trains!

Did I blithely step into a source-

Of eerie meteors on my coarse?

With fear, now I must declare,

When I see revolving doors, I won’t be there…

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Is it some way to put smile on your face?

Not competition, nor rhyme, not even a race!

          Is it a GUESSING GAME? Is your battle can be win?

          Not a prize! That is mine with all my sin!

I have a secret admirer, can’t you see?

Not if you guess well on nights that I am free!

          Will I fulfill everyone’s needs, wants, desires?

          But when I hear the crescendo at the top of spires!

Can you guess my name, then come to my door?

Not leaving me a note, or I’ll be free more!

          So you must choose well and chose fast!

          Not that I wish this prize to last and last!

Do I want whatever I want, and you receive?

Not if I am sincere, do believe!

          … Do I bid then my last farewell?

          Not until that SPECIAL NIGHT, no one can tell!!!

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Again, the dawn awakes!

Again, the moon greets sun!

Casting reflection of admiration~

Upon the rain and wind.

The water knows exactly _

Where a river meets the sea.

The currents always knows~

How to soothe the throbbing shore!

When night comes, it always whispers.

Whispers gently to stars…

The WILLOWwill ride on the breast of wind!!!

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How is it with me,

That I can’t find my own way??

My shadow never dances in the sea;

I’ve never had the strength~

To soothe my own shore!

Throughout all my journeys,

Even stars dare not to whisper!

I’ve gone from night to day, day to dark, to light, to night again;

How come I’ve never met the dawn??

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