Saturday, June 18, 2011

You can not withdraw

within a hope
in the black-pitch morning road
red ball on the sky
no possibility it will drop
wake up! Thou
dream are dying
between a labor train
faces going to survive
look
infection around
medical-kit
and
demolish pan
front of the breakfast
there a hope with a
tea seller
nuclear to blast
you can be trust
only the pin-drop silence
here dreams are
in the coffin box
running
as miles and miles
look around a touch machine
make you to do
as you never
in the sky
really you are not a bird
so hold the running steps
it will take you up
there have no love.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Signature

A night
In a dark
Over
Thousand of distance
A round buddy
Had officially
Paper
There
A green small tree
Shattered
No
Not at all
In looking glass
There you hurry to
Catch
A virgin dream
Had unknown
Please flee
Listen
A voice still waiting_____
Register book closed
After the year
Missing a signature
Round to oval
Vanished
In morning________
Guess
There may
your “Girl Friend”
If not
Then
Your “Boy Friend”
Go ahead
You will get them
On the library rack
Mixed with dust
Maintaining
The
Noise without
Sound.

Pink two

They want to sleep
As the green
Over a night
There I am hearing
A morning running out
Chipping with some birds
And slowly
Calling stop
It is a BPO
Next shift have after some time
We know the people are________
Here
A news paper train
Ready to run
Running night bugs rain
It may last few days
A pink
Just arrived
In my city road
Deep in a tram line
silent
Heart
Looking the noise
Had in evening
On the glass door
Now
In witty
Sleep
Please don’t make a sound.