Poetry #1. Lotus withered
There's no way the lotus will grow there
Although love and love have been poured out
Will not change my feelings for her
I do not know how she is
He is good at playing with words
The first year was a thousand years of torment
Even in a dream he had to leave
I am willing to be a wilted lotus
But unhurt
Let me put it this way
Can not come back
With you
Even in a dream he had to leave
I am willing to be a wilted lotus
But not hurt
By @hendri-jb