Hear my longing
When the heart says to remember memories
Remember friends when together
Moonlight moon in full moon night
In decoration cold.
But what's wrong with her
Leave the heart to be scorned
What's wrong with friends
That leaves history.
The sounds of day and night seemed to tell
Can you hear my longing for your name ..
My soul says
Affirm I love you.
Companions come in the name of love
Write down history full of joy and sorrow
And this time I saw the work of the poet
With the word only to mop the face of the world
And the heart wriggles all nostalgia
Remember friend, when together ...
nice :) wish you all the best
Nice..
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STOPNice, all the best
I love these two lines. It shows what writers try to do with their words - to clean things up, make them better, heal the fevered and sick. But then the second line shows that words can also infect. The "heart wriggling" as if it's become a worm, or caught some infection - but a wonderful one, that dis-orients the body with memory and gratitude.