Peeking at happy modern poetry

You can't see my amorous face

I'm very sad, you know?

when you are sad,

stand in the long river of years of sorrow

touch the crushed pain

cover your heart

swallow your tears into your stomach

soothe my heartbreaking pain

//

I stood at the window of the rain and rain

watching others laughing and smiling

in pairs

while my palms

only had tears falling

pain dripping on my heart

I stood in the wind

letting the wind blow away my messy broken hair

looking at the traces left on the fragments of time

fleeting water. ......

//

No one understands my loss

No one understands my confused thoughts

The words in my heart cover up in contradictions

Others can't understand

I am hiding in a lonely corner

Reading a person's loneliness

Peeping at happiness

The feeling that my heart is torn, Bursts of pain

open the fragments of memory

refresh and play back in my mind

/

Everything is at a loss

Being caught off guard

Losing is inevitable

I have to admit that

I am a persistent person

I have killed my own happiness

I keep asking myself again and again < /'s boiling water

scalded others and cooled yourself

//

It was in that wrong place

I met someone I shouldn't have met

I was hurt, hurt, and burned my heart

Finally, the song ended

and I left with tears. Erosion of the wound

Severe pain spread all over the body

In the silent night

The pain was deeply prolonged

//

I curled up in a person's bed

with my eyes closed, eager to dream

Into my infatuated world

There was no sadness

There was no endless quarrel

I. Looking for lost happiness

//

Close your eyes

Show every detail of happiness

Touch your face

Listen to every word you say

So, I smiled happily

peeped at happiness in my dream

cried happily

Tears flooded you

and myself

//

You disappeared in my tears

I couldn't see your handsome outline

I couldn't hear your familiar voice

I panicked and was afraid

Silly

peeping at the withered happiness

/

I woke up, and all the good things disappeared

I lost my head, became addicted, and was frustrated

I was intoxicated in a fictional dream

I was deluded by myself

I was disappointed in reality

I cried and chose to escape

I was in a dream.