Modern poetry with hard work and white hair

Wrinkle quietly

Rivers flowing through time

In silence

Lie down?

Into a thick vicissitudes of life?

The cocoon began to be silent.

Into your palm?

After all, fullness and smoothness are gone? View from a height or a distance

Has the moss faded?

Wrapped around you

Lose breath

And sparse white hair.

Stained by your broken heart

The spine silently said?

Is bending implanted in you?

From this time on.

You're not straight anymore.

Hate yourself for not understanding?

Complain about your nagging

Don't understand your love

When you cry

Still thinking about your own sadness

Why are you doing this?

For your love.

I never understood.

Just like summer can't understand the cold winter?

Like ...

Time is like this.

Changed face

What about yourself? ?

Has become your old weapon?

Nari

I have to go now./I'm leaving now.

On the departing train?

Without you.

soon

Love rushes out of me.

Missing? Missing?

Keep stabbing my heart

Do you remember

Mother's Day

I want to give you a present?

but

Suddenly cut off by distance

I can only say to you in my heart:

Mom, thank you very much. ?