The new Days and new Night

A series of seasons has ended,

The emotions are on their peak…

The broken walls cannot be mended,

And the heart cannot speak…

Life has changed in just a few hours,

For it was beautiful with you…

But now it’s like a dull wine of ours,

With which the parties seems ending in a bus stop queue…

The clock have been seized,

It’s dull and the motion is still…

Without you I know my world is like being deceased,

I can’t help it any more, even a help that may be little…


P.S. very old poem, I found this hanging on my diary. Probably I wrote this when I moved to United States


~ An Empty Glass


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