A Random Poem
A Random Poem
The clear blue sky,
Clear as a crystal,
Filled with loneliness,
Like arrows, birds pierce through it.
The cold ocean breeze blows,
Blows against the empty space in my heart,
The waves touch my feet,
As the water surrounds me…
The golden leaves fall,
From the withered tree,
Withered as my soul,
My golden soul
Winter will freeze autumn solid,
The frost will engulf the sphere,
Just like sorrow
Will engulf my little heart.