Stand-up modern poetry

(1) Standing

When you stand, people elsewhere are also standing

It is the distance between scenery and scenery

Like between leaves

Only the wind passes through

A kind of shaking has confirmed your small voice

It is verifying the distance between you and the world

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This is a fact, yes'

You always want to stand high and stay away from complexity

More voices are where you stand, vigorous< /p>

And your heart is empty

(2) Time has no trace

In front of a huge mirror

Cannot save a posture

Although it is on the other side of the glass

Almost reaching the end

A flower bud hesitates before blooming

Where will it fall after shouting?

A car is running invisible

Its bumps and rush

make you hide

You are like a car, The bird unwilling to spread its wings

It is better to be reluctant than unwilling

In the gray of the huge mirror

You finally caught a ray of light

Who is it, the warmth that was handed over in the end

(3) Balance, or confession

If one end is tilted, the other end will sink, just like a scale< /p>

Wherever you are

No matter where you are, you can’t heal an imbalance

Like a seed, it has to complete the journey of "achieving, living, and destroying emptiness" The process

But the destination is a mystery

Many winds pass by, including those raindrops

Including your dodge, such as the weakness of the world

< p> Breathing in the artistic conception of near or far

You have tried to find sunshine in the gaps between flowers

Trying to look back affectionately thousands of times

< p>Binghan, whose disappearance and smile

A wisp of Brahma music rises up

It tends to watch at the end

As you gradually fall into darkness At that time, it is like an epiphyllum or an autumn leaf

; it is also like a bright light that helps you move forward

. You evaluate the importance and be cautious

It seems that the world and the mountains and rivers have been affected. Keep bumping into each other

You are busy repaying in a hurry

But you are constantly looking at the outside world

Finally, the original intention is blurred