2021
A scatter of leaves
(by: seemanho)
It seems to be a pandora’s box
Having a flourishing site
My home
molecules is going to float in cosmos
and to fall
The withered leaves
embraces our dry soil
The same as allergic pruritus
Never ending of raindrops
immobile and freezing
Our furious Blood are boiling
There are lots of Leptons
Leptons are waiting for an encounter
We are here to wait
for happiness again
Day by day