A Little Doll's Story

when doll have their own story

a little doll’s story : moon

isnt it too far?

dream left deep scar

point to one biggest star

get known what they are

angel dance around it

pixies round among it

doll staring

stare

pointing

“are you there,little girl?”

M          ,             Y           H                U

 O             C           O            E               S

  O              A            U            A                ?

    N              N                            R

i’ll miss you

at noon

missing you like missing a sun at night,need to be patient

little doll

CONDOLENCE is….
when me want to met you
but can’t

little doll

You’re not alone
its just the right people is not came yet

Little doll

a little doll’s story : friend

I want to be a good friend

who will always be present in the joys and your sorrows..


the one who will be happy when you are happy


And who will hold you tight when your days of grief are covered..


Who will raise your spirit, when the downturn was present..


Believe me, under any circumstances, I will not leave you alone..
I promise..

Its not a good poetry

But its for you

Friend……..

a little doll’s story : should i stop?

Why I keep write a poet for you even I knew that you won’t reply it?
Why I keep calling you dear even I knew you won’t answer it?
why I keep searching for you even I knew I couldn’t find you?
Why ?
Should I stop?
Just once,tell me the answers
I’m trapped in condolence

a little doll’s story : how me with no you?

I won’t lie to you dear
I do miss you a lot

I won’t trait you dear
My love to you,just for you

I’m weak
Nobody without you

I’m disgusting
Untidy without you

I’m nothing
Smaller than dust without you

I will wait for you
Until the tree dance
Until the song no longer to sing
Until the world no longer rotate
I’ll wait
Even when the begin meets the end
Promise
              swear
                         I swear

Sand.

mister-selfdestruct:

Heavenly clouds gather
shadowing the bazaar
the seers are all blinded
by the darkness they see
and the mystics have lost
their power of the sun
storm crows descend
to collect the eyes of those
who predicted hell
and done nothing to prepare.

The princesses prince is not always a prince

Little doll

Isn’t it funny
When we together
and telling each other story
-even its not true-
We still happy

Little doll