Forward2018, by George Chow
Ya, I remember you. All those had read the poems I
composed. As I pass each faces on the street. i feel
fine.. ever since if my mood made a contact with you. There
are no reasons of vanity if you found eternity. And the
dead are meant to be together one day and after.
I hope I am clear about this century. And I hope I have the
will to love God. If remember you was a lie, there might
have spaces to doubt nothingness and do write.
Anyhow, I feel it’s the end of my poetry life. Yet, I am
looking forward to have my diary works.
This second poetry book I hope you enjoy. I am sorry with
the judgment I had. And the words of weariness hope you
|Posted: 2018-01-11 08:54:13 UTC|
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