Morning Crow
Break the night sky silence,
Crack the fond dream stupor,
Sound waves quick in sequence,
Loudly sings the rooster!
Purely free from bosom?
Put in trust by phoenix?
Herald dawn approaching?
Or, just intoxicated?
If, put in trust by phoenix,
How can you enjoy it?
If, just intoxicated,
Why are you exhausted?
True, purely free from bosom,
You are bent, not on seeking comfort,
Sure you, herald dawn approaching,
All nights, wake up whole world.
The age of cosmos who can estimate?
Has it a time to terminate?
If it begins from a great explosion,
How does big bang force excumulate?
Was there a space before?
Then how to define the state?
Was there a time before?
How should we mark the rate?
Can it be silent forever after the first explosion?
Will new cosmoses in the old one be made?
The boiling lines in brain sustain,
Inspired fire sparks obscure remain；
A pain coerces me to death,
Upset in chest will choke my breath.
May thunder smother'd cloud dispel，
And lightning shoot across dim sky，
And stormy splat the hush expel，
Parturient groan induce birth cry！
Chrimas Reverie----- Protest of the Guilty Serpent
Romantic sheets of story are never concluding,
Majestic scrolls of history forever unfolding,
I cold-eyed,at crawl on groud survey the world,
Experence tortures without regret being heard.
If Adam hadn't tasted forbidden fruit,
And Eva shouldn't have been so shrewd,
If I hadn't risked my life as to induce,
And prohibition God makes we dared not refuse;
Yet all is hard to think and analyze,
Still harder to imagine great surprise;
Without the docile and absurd defiance,
How the Human can do wonders of high science?
Punition has been swollowed long and silent,
For thousands of years,who has passed the judgement?
With my protest in loud voice I press Jehovah tight ,
Today, its time for You to put injustice right!
The Christ’s suspected to have worked magic,
When lingua turmoil cuts of dialogue among hearts;
Unable to build up label peoples are in tragic,
A world of war and doubts ever since starts.
In dark attacks each other with strange expressions,
Amid nightmare fighting goes on weapons in hand;
Abandon’d all together wisdom and conscience,
Severely blood and tear are shed on all land.
Afraid of neither snow nor storm,
The sacred angel,fair flower;
The part to fill up abyss she would perform,
Bridging obstacles with all her power.
She changes the time with arousing eyes,
Ardent lyrics cause the youth to prosper,
And all begin to conceive a new way to paradise,
Contrive in concert human future.
The legend says he has the right to Eden,
If knows the Babel building Incantation;
For parodise yet no one leaves the kitchen,
Though thousand after thousand seek in passion.
Effective really is the spell to heaven ,
But hard it should bebroadlytaught to layman;
It needs Exhausting effort plus the wisdom,
Devout mass the world all over to up enlighten.
An angel pretty comes to world of fashion,
To spread devine entrust as called lesson;
Although she does her best and not to slacken,
Obstructed here and there she is by Fortune.
He says her role a witch in great suspicion,
Besides, her spell compared to wrongly poison;
As no one understands her kind intention,
With tears she left the shrine of art in person.
Free and gay
Clear and bright
The cloud is
Roving in the sky
Freer and gayer
While wind stronger
Clearer and brighter
With the sun over
My heart
Dancing
My passion
Burning
To my lover
How I wish
The cloud white
Surpass mountain high
Surpass the sea wide
All the tears
Turn to smile
Dim and cold
Dense and tight
The fog is
In my eyes
Dimmer and colder
Without wind here
Denser and tighter
Without the sun there
My heart heavy
My passion chilly
Around me
Fogs abide
Mist and mist
At my side
All tears
Plus sighs
Where there's fog
Cloud will hide
Where there's cloud
Fog's out of sight
Full of tear,my eyes,
Full of haze,my sight,
Backword look again and again,
Only crowd but you despite.
Riddle-like sky in mist,
On foot is scarlet carpet,
Winter wind chilly,
Setting sun wretched.
Like sheer cliff is the gangway,
That makes me back set,
And flowers like brambles overrun,
I can hardly move a step.
Through hellgate of hatch,
On flat passage I stumble,
Long and long and long,
I fall to seat after shuffle.
Read your poem in silence,
Call your name with conscience,
My heart is totally broken,
Still praying for your highest ascendance.
Alien land is not apart,
Up look we can see the sun the moon the stars,
Oh, my lover, nowhere to be found,
Worldly mountain you dare not surpass!
Purely sonorous
Voice reflecting
Simply toxicated
Drum resounding
Neither frightened
Sorrow gone away
Nor perplexed
Only happy and gay
Chellenge Yama
By the spirit dancing
Out see the dead
For future shouting
Primevally unbosom
Originally unburden
Valiant people
Sanguine nation
Sarho
Precious emotional treasure
Sumptuous spiritual banquet
Beyond the book a natural art
Behind mountain a cultural heritage
The earth cracks
Mountains collapse
Disaster befalls China
In a flash
Wailing
Is the wind
Weeping
Is the cloud
For homes shedding blood
Come to smash
After the show
Of its last power
The great nature
Will surely turn the back
Too many doubts result from too much fraud
Public trust crisis to life shows the mock
In vein science and tech cries for the moon
Hard fact becomes the flower in dense fog
Eager waiting is the call for truth
Inner worries bespeak mental shock
Tell me
How a great feat in history
Should be made an everlasting laughing stock
The baby is in greatest pain,
Whom mother yet unknown bare;
The child is in greatest pain,
Who enjoys no father’s care;
The youth in greatest pain,
When he is’nt loved by the fair;
The lost is in greatest pain,
If he cost his human share.
All these were added up,
Pandora’s box’s opened layer after layer;
While releaved,
A poetic golden age that is rare.
You are the sky so blue,
I am the clear clouds over you;
You are the deep see at rest,
I am the fish swimming in your chest;
You are the mountain by the sea,
I am the bird day and night attending thee;
You are on mountain top the great pine,
I am the tight entwining vine;
You are the prairie on the mountain foot,
I like the wild grass in your bosom take root.
If your body in vapor should fly,
My spirit would also out die.
Is it evil?
Or is it peril?
Eve’s sin or Adam’s crime?
No,neither devil nor scandal!
Love is a great fire,
Which can melt a field of snow,
Ablaze in an icy world,
Dispelling human woe.
Its flowers blossom all the seasons,
To beautify life’s desert,
In full bloom, sending out fragrance,
With rich fruits unmeasured.
It enlightens the abysm,
A lure not refused in Edom,
A soft and sweet net of kindness,
Which sores high on wings of wisdom.
It is purely muddy,
And of firm frailty,
---Sublimation of the common
---Degerneration of the holy.
And it is wise folly,
As well as smart clumsy;
It sprouts in ice and snow,
Its seeds generate lastingly.
It is noble betrail,
And a selfless commital;
It is a pursuit for life,
And eruption in a twinkle.
It is the just subornation,
And the alien masterpiece,
Of your name the only concern,
In great torture my release.
It is the intimate touching,
And the remote thunder pole,
Nude of body and spirit,
Blending of flash and soul.
It’s gushing splendour at dawn,
And reserved silence of evening sight,
Powerful schorching of sunshine,
Delicate drizzle of moonlight.
It’s fashion trodition,
And modern legendray,
An intricate riddle,
And an explicit story.
How tall the wall to deter coward,
What barrier to challenge the warrier!
O,love, truth indestructible,
And Ever existing human nature!
It's contempt for prohibition,
But master of our destiny;
It is deprivable right,
And Unshirkable duty.
Oh,boiling is the blood,
And sticking is affection,
Widened is the vision,
Driven the ambision.
Maelstrom raging,
Billow surging,
With love as the guide and pilot,
But safe is our sailing.
Happiness is not the cost,
Paradise never lost,
What got lost is ignorance,
And indifference like frost.
Crush themental shackles,
Smash thepsychic fetters,
Let life be full of sweetness,
So we become lovers.