I just wrote anything that came to my mind within that 20 minutes.
Open my eyes,
But to me,
I have no eyes.
Walking with a stick,
Wearing a spec,
Having the shame
to be born blind.
There is no colour in my life.
What is red? What is blue?
I don't know.
My imagination can run wild,
But my dream is always dull.
Black and white,
Only them appear in my mind.
It is tough,
To walk alone on an unknown path.
Some might give you a helping hand,
Some might give you not even a damn.
Why am I blind?
Why can't I just be deaf or even paralysed?
If I don't have a leg,
At least I know how a leg look like;
If I can't speak,
At least I know how a mouth can make a speech;
If I can't hear,
At least I know the shape of a ear;
But if I can't see,
I don't know what an eye is...
In the mirror,
You see yourself.
In the mirror,
Lies the image of me,
Without the soul of life.
Ist time to write a poem [vomit~~]
About someTHING i love. just guess^^
I remember,
The clouds in amber.
I see,
Birds flying across the sea.
I hear,
The tiredness of the busy harbour.
And I gaze,
At my long black image.
Short but beautiful,
Warm and so peaceful.
It's all of a sudden.
It comes, it goes, it passes,
Without leaving any traces.
It is just like magic -
The fire in the sky becomes so romantic.
The symphony quiets down,
becoming more emotional as it dies down.
The fireball shines to its best,
Before the darkness engulfs the rest.
The rays are my friends,
Piercing through the clouds,
Waving their hands.
But,
When can I see them again?
You are so natural,
Yet like a miracle.
Although you are not eternal,
My love to you is forever.
I remember,
The clouds in amber.
I see,
Birds flying across the sea.
I hear,
The tiredness of the busy harbour.
And I gaze,
At my long black image.
Short but beautiful,
Warm and so peaceful.
It's all of a sudden.
It comes, it goes, it passes,
Without leaving any traces.
It is just like magic -
The fire in the sky becomes so romantic.
The symphony quiets down,
becoming more emotional as it dies down.
The fireball shines to its best,
Before the darkness engulfs the rest.
The rays are my friends,
Piercing through the clouds,
Waving their hands.
But,
When can I see them again?
You are so natural,
Yet like a miracle.
Although you are not eternal,
My love to you is forever.
