Yale da's poems

I like the way you are quiet: it seems that you have disappeared.

You listen to me from afar, but my voice can't touch you.

It seems that your eyes have passed by, like a kiss, sealing your mouth.

It's like my soul is full of everything

You emerged from everything and filled my soul.

You are like my soul, like a butterfly in my dream.

You are like the word "melancholy"

I like your silence: it seems that you have already left.

You sound like you are lamenting, a butterfly whispering like a dove.

You listen to me from afar, but my voice can't touch you.

Let me be quiet in your silence.

Let me talk to you through your silence.

Your silence is as bright as a lamp and as simple as a ring.

You are like the night, with silence and stars.

You are like my soul, like a butterfly in my dream.

I like the way you are quiet: it seems that you have disappeared.

Thousands of miles away, it is full of mourning, as if you are no longer alive.

At that time, a word and a smile were enough.

I'll be happy because it's not true.