Beauty, is that outward appearance or inward strive?
A rose stretches till her end days of crimson glory.
Life a constant battle, dream painted with one's own blood
Sweet, pains all cease, and fragrance lasts only in
memory
Yes, I read your verse and wonder your bright aura
But your nights’ restless passion comforts not a burden
soul
So what! that I am the new world’s fresh ornament
And my songs can dress Earth greeny with blooms
But my lover is already dead, deaf like you
Like world lost in darkness, blinded by static noise
Who does not care about his feather?
And carefully guards his heart with shield?
I don’t pity the world, but only you, for you
And a few true lovers still believe and make do
Note:
I love Shakespeare Sonnets, this poem is reflection on
sonnet 001. some good poems reader feel those are written for them, and they
can also write one to reply to the poets, like a letter travels thru time,
writer never knows how reader feels, reader can never tell the writer about his
thought. They are separated by the void, only meet thru the writing. But the
good poem keeps writer alive and comforts reader, they are not alone.
Nothing Compares to Love Laijon Liu 20060210 Nothing compares to love, that true love when a young couple fall for each other two universe collide, ignite eternal flame hearts, minds and arms hold communion but Cupid is heartless, with his jealous bow aimlessly shoots rampage, a mass victims abject poverty is an ever-stretching wall toiling bitterness trenches deeper and deeper year-end saving for a feast is horrid despair disability makes commoners serve time for life Precious Jade must tie to Gold Locket, for blessing Juliet and Romeo, young spoiled brats' crush for Love we live, and Love we believe, Not True! Reality is Milky Way, parts Love, parts you, parts me.
Note:
Too sad, tearing story. I don't blame the girl, I feel sorry for the boy too. I blame their environment, their bad economy caused by government and slave owning policies. their tragedies caused by men made disasters.
Yahoo Story Copy:
Poor Chinese Rural Family's New Year Feast for Son's Girlfriend 1st Visit [photo]
A
27-year-old woman from Shanghai, China, decided to dump her boyfriend
after she went to his family home, and discovered that they weren't
well-off enough.
The
unnamed woman took to her Weibo account to justify why she was leaving
her boyfriend of one year. While the good-looking, hard-working guy had
been treating her well, she felt he was just too poor for her.
According
to a string of Weibo posts she made, she claims to come from a well-off
family in Shanghai, while her boyfriend's parents are farmers in a
village in the Jiangxi province. Her parents had raised concerns
initially that her boyfriend was not a good match for her, but she
continued to date him.
Image: Weibo
However, the relationship came to an abrupt end when
the wealth disparity between the woman and her boyfriend became all too
clear during a visit to his hometown for Chinese New Year over the
weekend.
She said the dishes they served were "too
humble" for her liking and caused her to take the first train out of
Jiangxi to return home to Shanghai, reported People's Daily Online. "When I saw their food, I wanted to throw up. It was 100 times worse than what I had imagined. I can't accept it," the woman wrote.
The woman's lengthy post on the KDS online forum
caused quite a stir amongst Chinese netizens. Some said they could
relate to her plight, but most were outraged by her audacity and lack of
good manners.
"Breaking
up is not a problem, but you should still respect others, I feel like
this woman looks down on farmers," one Weibo commenter said.
Others called her out on being too proud and that she was suffering from "princess syndrome."
In recent years, China's rising wealth gap has been a growing polarising issue, with people wondering if one can find love with someone of another social standing. In his sophomore novel China Rich Girlfriend, author Kevin Kwan (of Crazy Rich Asians fame) pointed out how far removed China's 'fu er dai' — second-generation rich kids — were from reality.
Bed Laijon Liu 20160207 Bed is a warm place, after daylight ends its warm darkness wraps around you a safe hideout for a kitten with fearful heart his curious eyes peep out under a wool blanket a bandage binds on a wound, not too tight til the painful senses become numbing scar fairy tales and sound dreams do grow out daisies and polka dots also fade in its space in this sacred realm its ruler rules with snore world keeps quiet, peace not to be disturbed in this blossom garden princess reads books about princess, and prince puts away his sword
lonely nights, romance crash, hardcore wishes our first cry into world, final solution to troubles all folded like barbie in a gift box, neatly tucked in and disappear in its dark warm magic act
I am a lazy person and love traveling so much, so I often read other people's travel journal and post.
Poetry, the creative process of images, thoughts, sound and feeling is my obsession.
