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Dechanteur Oct 2013
There is no exist regret
I believe this is not the end yet
Thank you dear ego
You win again ever since 22 years ago.

Her thoughts dangling everywhere
Thinking, wandering, whinning
And it seems she won't lose
If she never tried different voices.

Now it's your lost dear
Who else to tell, who else to hear
Fighting over the fine line near the border
Again, shouldn't be regret over wasted tears.

I once created you for her dignity
Now you growing stronger over her pride
I still shall not trying to get rid of you
You worth there saving her from falling apart.

Is this a fight over yourself?
Is this a lost over somebody worth a lifetime?
The feeling remains dormant
Quiscent till it is open by the fate written.
Mei Yang guo Jan 2018
Not even a liqour's power
will overthrow your luster.
Not even this deep freeze
will stop me from gazing
at your divine comeliness.

In a moment
where my state of mind
has gone quiscent,
you fueled my torpid heart
with new hopes and cadence.

Once I shared with friends,
lines inspired by your
heavenly flare.
Come this time
when our thoughts
all reunite.

With you
I feel that our stars
have just been
realigned.

With you
distance wont
hobble us from being
with each other's sight.
I along with my best friends who were also my classmates in college, wrote Haikus everytime we would see a full moon.
After many years, we decided to make new poems about this year's SUPER BLUE BLOOD MOON. And, this is my entry.

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