Pray with Poetry│News from Stonefish

 The people I love have lived in the river for many years and then flowed with the water. Whenever I think of you, how should I interpret the lost mood? Men and women with deep affection who understand the deep and deep meaning of separation. I can't escape, I'll give up at the bottom of the river, wait for the moon to send my lovesickness, I dive into the bottom of the river and turn into a sinking fish. I exchange sleep for my youth. Ripples are alive—breathing the starry night sky,
The girl's face with the mud is reflected on the water's surface, and it took a few years of practice to get through the eyes of the underwater, waiting for the blue sky of the first century

This is a poem I wrote in 2007. It is about the encounter, parting and reunion of a man and a woman. At that time, I was very young, and the protagonist of the story was a friend by my side. Now, they are not together, separate things. The man stayed in Malaysia and the woman was in Finland.

After they broke up, my male friend returned the poem to me. He smiled and said, "Others are boyfriends writing poems for girlfriends, you are writing poems for lovers." In a blink of an eye, it was five years ago. Because of the epidemic, my friends and I have not seen each other for two years. When sorting through old things, I found this poem that I wrote by hand. Maybe it's just a coincidence. I just broke up with a relationship. When I saw this poem, I suddenly thought of calling for papers on this topic. Why don't I pray! Just using this poem to pray, I hope that I can quickly get rid of the pain of lovelorn and regain the joy of being single.

smile.