(Sunday, December 21,2008)
A wildest dream I shared and believed,
With someone I long to be with;
Has never survive the rUstling wind,
Not holding to a lOve I have worked and efforted with.
I am not ashamed to lOve, I have an open heart,
Loving is sacred as I hold this inside;
Giving my heart and soul, no fear, so completely,
Never thought it'll be deleted and taken for granted.
Christmas, I'll surely spend alone, why not,
Maybe fly with a rented plane, off to an island;
Trek mountains and falls, camp for nights,
Forgetting the longings of my heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem