Friday, October 25, 2019

Poetry #121

In the corner,
the firefly cries.

He wanted to
write a story.

But he does
not know how.

He does not
like sad endings.

But sad moments
are truly essentials.

He wanted to
write many stories.

But he does
not know how

If he could
from the memories.

Form it like
some grand puzzle.

Piece by piece,
forming many hereafters.

The Firefly King
Wish for that.

He wanted good
memories to happened.

Though there are
bad and sad

He would accept
all of that.

But he does
not know how.

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