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Zhan Riefu Poem
Late night, under the bloody moonlight.
Sea breeze, I can almost freeze,
With a clothing that is ripped.
I lay on the soft mattress,
Like a damsel in distress.
Waiting for a knight,
That would be willing to save such mistress.
I feel like a pebble, being thrown in the water.
I may stay afloat, but will inevitably drown.
When will such misery leave me.
I looked around,
What a paradise, I thought.
What should I do.
I still wanted to hear your voice,
Even if hateful,
I still wanted to see your eyes,
No matter the disgust,
I still wanted to feel the warmth,
Of your body, that is now someone's property.
How am I going to go on.
I guess I wouldn't need to.
As we won't ever see each other again.
Copyright © Zhan Riefu | Year Posted 2025
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Zhan Riefu Poem
Oh dear feline, with compassion like mine.
Oh long claws, etched in your paws.
How dare would someone like me, compare to such entity as you.
Black, Orange and White, only such colors, would suit your being.
Jump so elegant, I dare not say a thing.
The Lion may be the king, but you can be the queen.
Copyright © Zhan Riefu | Year Posted 2025
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Zhan Riefu Poem
It was windy, greenery with some sprinkle of the big bright sun.
You walked past me, smiling brighter than the sun.
Covered in a cladded silky white dress,
You bring the cold breeze.
I stare at your back,
Then to your smile.
Slowly reminiscing,
The past that we shared.
I missed those days,
Days when you and I are having fun.
I would rather experience it once again,
Feel the warmth of your body against mine,
Than the warmth of you blood flowing down.
Copyright © Zhan Riefu | Year Posted 2025
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Zhan Riefu Poem
You are as beautiful as life seems to be
You are as dark as night make it be
You are as bright as the sun want to be
But you are as peaceful as death means to me
(You are as beautiful as others claim to be
You are as frail as your eyes make it be
You are as bright as the sun want to be
But I see that you aren't what they expect to be)
I keep thinking of you
Anywhere might you be
I hope you think of me
However high up you be
Visit me in my sleep
I want to dream of you till death
Make me feel your presence
I want to smell your essence
Tell me your adventures
I will be willing to listen
Don't wake me up
From this lovely nothing.
Copyright © Zhan Riefu | Year Posted 2025
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