2021.04.16.
DAYS
The changing seasons are dyeing the cityscape.While ambiguous time is flowing.
I was staring at the tear-colored sky.
A wave of sorrow surged.
The dream was clearly visible
in the distance,
But, I lost sight of important things.
The promise we made that day was shattered.
That was violent and transient piece of memory.
Even if I wake up from the dream we two had together.
I will never forget this feeling. Forever.
The wind flows through the faded scenery.
My memories are softly revived.
Even if I follow the road I'm used to, I can not turn back.
The very first lie, and the final word.
To bluffing and cheating feelings,
there's answer from the passing season.
So it seems it is too late for you to realize you can't do anything by now.
After all,
I'm repeating asking myself.
The current condition is piling up.
At long night, a streetlight is illuminating the tranquility.
Memories run round and round
like a revolving lantern.
I try to cling to my faint memory many times,
but it disappears.
Merry-go-round of sadness.
Midnight Melody Slow Dance.
The promise we made that day was shattered.
That was violent and transient piece of memory.
Even if I wake up from the dream we two had together.
I will never forget this feeling right now. Forever.
The days of reminiscence is illuminating my feeling right now.