Her.

Yes, I'm the melancholy girl

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And I will love you on earth, hell, and heaven.

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A Man Written by Women

It is just every time I see you smiling, I feel something I should not feel Feeling like my heart jumps joyfully and my body turns warmer like I am hugged It is the feelings of falling in love, the long-lost enemy of broken heart

He is flawless, like a last renaissance painting of a man who is perished in war So captivating and beautiful, something you will cherish for the rest of your life Everything is alluring on him, no evil shall befall him because he is God’s favorite

This artificial love has emerged and nothing can stop it from growing inside me I should have scared, and recede from him, a man I should not adore too much Because when reality slaps and nothing does in my favor, I will be in such missery

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Cold Days

No shadow, no singing birds, it is almost like a silent morning The blanket is overused, just like summer memory that keeps replaying Getting tired of having hot cappuccino for morning and hot chocolate before bed Missing the sun beams when it hides behind thick gray clouds these days Wishing these cold days to be end so we can savor that mint mojito And dancing with you as DJ plays the music in one steamy weekend Can we meet when it is warmer?

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Midnight Whisper

I hope I can see you closer I hope I can love you closer Maybe you are right Maybe it is not the right time Maybe I have to wait

I will be going through sleepless nights Keeping my promise I’ve written to you Seeing you be happy chasing dreams Reminiscing our memories we carved Till the time comes, I will be right here

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Everybody has chance to do good for someone, but they let the chance passes through them.

Melancholy Girl

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Pandemic

In this awful and gruesome times, we are trying to find a glimpse of hope and pleasant things. We believe there is must be some comfort hidden between bad news and wretched scenes. We are all looking for something that brings back our busy routines and bustles. But I discovered something simple yet surprising as I sit between my atypical familiar four walls. Time. We always said “we don’t have enough time” so often, while time is so lengthy. We are just so occupied with our work, and working so damn hard for it, or wasting so much time on traffic between home and a destination. Or we just simply dawdle on unnecessary things. And now, there is no more stuck on traffic as we stay at home though we still have works to do on the table. But now, we have so much time than before. It is kinda surprising for some people that they have actually time to do everything. But now, we have endless time and about, or even already, facing boredom. But, some people is finally getting their leisure time they deserve. These people had been putting their energy on things that not for their’s sake. And now they finally have enough time to put their energy for themselves. Some people get chance to spend wonderful time with their family after their time has been stolen before. Or maybe they finally can make time for themselves, healing or making peace with their soul. We start to listen our conscience and body that sometimes we need a break. We start to learn about ourselves, about what we need or what we want. Just like what I do. I have enough sleep now since I wake up later than usual. I can exercise on my flexibility by doing yoga and stretching before starting the day. On my break time, I do chores or have nap instead of going online or playing online games. Playing with my siblings if I need some setbacks from works. More time to think then write. Bye bye traffic, hello untouched books. Or bye bye traffic, hello online courses. Time without noises, it is what we are grateful for in this bleak times.

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A Chaotic Rhymes (part 2)

It is blue sky with white clouds that fleecy Slowly disillusioned false hopes she fancy As she leaves behind her griefs and lunacy Running unshod while holds her own mercy

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I do believe that people can change, either becoming better or worst. But I believe when I feel the change, not when they claim it.

Melancholy Girl

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And that’s how we survive, pretending we are strong while we are so weak.

Melancholy Girl

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Black End

We meet in the dark, we are lost in the dark Our expectation has been ambushed by juncture We live between these unwanted hidden choices Because we are smug on our daydream in the night As neither of us want this precariousness truths But it turns out a pair is abandoned and confused Then white becomes black as we walk to black end

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Gray

White and black Noisy and silent Embrace and ignore Elegance and messy Hopeful and hopeless Conviction and hesitation Explicit and unspoken Credence and doubt Loyal and betrayal Honesty and lie Love and detest Pull and push Good and evil Yes and no

No, it is not an oxymoron.

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Lottery

So warm, so right Like casting light comes through a rift Repelling shadows which haunt the room It starts like a stain, so odd so tender

Hope rises and reality knits a dream A dream of lost passion is wholly desired Blue is a joy, something changes its way A queer encounter, no worries no breach

Heart wonders if it is the missing piece Agony is being ambushed and seized Until everything only experiences jubilant As it endeavors, no doubt just bliss

And it wins one’s devoid prone soul One thing that have no gut to dilute As it strews the heart balm to streets she wins, she rejoices

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A Chaotic Rhymes (part 1)

Peace thought she was calm and humble Something changed her, a chaotic rumble It seized her and made her turning a table And here she is, sitting there like a jumble

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Stop show me your love. It’s not a love, it’s a destruction.

Late Night Crying

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Broken Poem

A moment You are a serendipity in finest moment Bringing hope into my desolate spirit You revive me as you touch my soul tenderly

Happiness I have been ignored happiness for long time I never thought I ever be worthy enough And still feel not worthy though with hope you bring in

Broken poem As I whispered you, you are my broken poem A poem that I cannot put an end to The only unfinished poem that I have encountered

Broken rose I am a broken rose, an undesirable flaw Aim to recover, so I merit to be paired with you It is a hope of future, but I should step back for now

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So... you’re still thinking about me from afar. Do you still believe in our promise? Is it a thing that keeping our love alive? You know what, i miss you sooooooo much. And your shyness. And our late night date. And our kiss. Come back sooner and cuddle with me.

Melancholy Girl’s Tweet

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Spring of Love

Something that hid And now rises Like flowers bloom To drain the cold To revive the warm To restore once peppy Would you dance? Between fallen despair? No woe betide someone Only glee and desire left

Then you detach Your feisty habit Sitting on window seat That fawn window seat Waiting for a ploy A lavish rare miracle For this bleak times Yet you make a tryst With the serenity Planning to fall again

It is always arduous Since very beginning Growing flowers The enchanting ones On a barren shore But it radiates rhapsody Like a twin of heaven One definition remains For this obscure feeling It is a spring of love

Inspired by Summer of Love by U2