Category: Modern Poetry Author: Magnolia Flower
Publication date: March 31, 211 19: 32: 1
My youth was a gloomy thunderstorm,
Although there was brilliant sunshine,
Thunder and showers caused such a deep disaster,
The new flower I dream of is baptized under the soil.
ah, pain! Ah, despair!
Time devours life,
The black hand hidden behind my back torments my heart.
sisyphus can never overcome the myth,
countless buried treasures,
helpless flowers,
revealing secrets and emitting fragrance.
The sun shone countless lights through the colonnade.
I stood under the colonnade for a long time.
The tall pillar, straight and majestic,
merged with the music of the sea with the sunset.
When will the spiritual peace be satisfied?
Naked in the vast sky?
I am wandering like a Bohemian, and
When will the bleak future kingdom open the door for me?
I want to swallow the sun and the moon like a dog,
make a mess of the darkness,
be as proud as a devil, get carried away and laugh,
God! You're just a ridiculous fetus.
I have a pair of bright eyes.
I can make the world bright and clean.
It is as beautiful as a dream of stone carving.
The mysterious Sphinx looms over the blue sky.
beautiful flowers of evil are blooming,
beside the tombstone with nothing outside the heart,
it's raining black in the sky, and
the skeleton flowers are flowing with intoxicating fragrance.
hope to adopt it, damn it ~ ~ ~