Modern Poetry: Tulips
Author: Shirun Youth
From the spring when dreams began,
I didn't
Forget your face.
I tried to draw with colored pencils,
Your elegance, your richness
Your fragrance, your purity...
Safflowers are pinned down
My beautiful yearning,
The green leaves hide my affectionate thoughts.
Tulips! I like it
Your delicacy, your tranquility,
Your grudge, your entanglement.....
You will always be in my life
Endless drawings,
Endless psalms...
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