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本帖最後由 大偉 於 2021-5-22 23:51 編輯
小花朵 (9/5/2021)
小花朵 母親驚奇於它的出生 而沒有話可說 他們驚奇於它的出生 而不再有話說
在一炎熱喧鬧的星期天的下午 我的鏡子反影它红色的绽放 在那黑暗的房間裡 扭曲的窗簾葉 横間横間 静止 我便讓無風的悲哀 吹向快樂的陽光的星期天的人群
而日子便變成一條痛苦的長河 不知如何我终能夠横越 不知怎樣我唯以詩忘掉
我真誠的朋友包括你 如没有你們 找尋我的身體與靈魂 我又怎可找到自己的身體和靈魂
而小花朵最後便減退成表皮上的纹理
而更多的是 我過去寫詩 現在寫詩
The Little Flower (9/2020) (Original Version)
The little flower my mother was astonished at its birth and she said no words they were astonished at its birth and said words no more
In a hot bustle Sunday afternoon my mirror reflected its red blossom in the dark room the twisted strips of window screen were still I then let the windless sadness blew towards the crowds of the happy sunny Sunday
And the days became a long and painful river which somehow I managed to cross which somehow I wished to forget with poems
My true friends including YOU if not with you who found my body and soul I couldn't neither find my body and soul
And the little flower becomes texture of the skin and faint
And more I wrote and write poems
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