Life Nightmare Song

Life is like a very beautiful song.
It’s so wrong when I lost purpose to sing.
I start to see where I can belong
But it’s not strong to keep me breathing.

I dreamed of flying in first class,
Sipped from glass with diamond embedded.
I dreamed of summer houses; one in vast
Orchards; another with oceanic surrounding.

Why they seem not important anymore?
All day long, I watched sun dazzling.
Am I wrecked, dead, or just bored?
How to restore a power of living?

And at night, I cannot sleep peacefully
As I hope to hear guided lullaby plays freely.
Those life nightmares from the scariest stories
Can’t compete this moment silence of eternity.

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Why Going to Disneyland?

 
Why going to Disneyland?
Perhaps because I now can.
Because I had never been
when I was a teen.

Perhaps I want to see
alive childhood stories.
Before getting too old
and a few rides make me fold.

Perhaps I want to forget
all the life logic set,
working for money,
climbing the ladder of society.

Perhaps I don’t have a reason
to visit sort of imagination.
Let’s be free, be happy.
Life is to create a mosaic of good time memory.

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# Couplet for Tokyo Disneyland trip (2016.05.01)