Once Lonely At Twilight
Sometimes love comes as the shadow of crickets tune,
A romantic poem popped up in front of my eyes.
I am searching for someone,
Who will talk to me putting her hands on my hands.
My loneliness will escape to the out side of the oceans or continents,
I do scream, I call them again and again.
This is my self-seeking, no doubt about it,
They move away if I strech my hands.
I want to celebrate life,
I want to surrender myself to a great peace.
As I sit to write poetry,
I would like to forget the solitude of sitting down on my shoulder.
I need mental strength to win them,
I do not have to lose something to be understood.
Sometimes mysteriously I feel everything,
Then only I miss my beloved two gorgeous eyes.
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