My Window Modern Poetry

The moon before dawn is sleeping quietly in the sky

Hanging high in my window

Hanging high above the earth

My window is hanging high above the earth

I can overlook the moon

but I can't look up at myself

A word comes to my mind-the sea

The moon is the sleepy eye of the sea

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I like this loneliness

I love the endless despair

It doesn't matter how beautiful or ugly the world is

What are you waiting for?

I'm waiting for the sea to open my other eye.

The sun will tell me what warmth is.

At that time, the sea level rose rapidly, and the waves were surging.

I'm waiting for the golden light.

A needle pierced my window.

A needle pierced my little

already confused heart. It's impenetrable

Don't say anything to me

I'll keep the last silence

When the night passes

When the dawn comes

My window will be lowered devoutly

On land

I'll look straight at life.