主题：【原创】诗无题 -- 9527

发信人: michelhere (不是)

标 题: Randome Words

Silence is the original sound

Peeling off the bitterness nobody wants

Once in a while colors get dimmed

Dreams are nowhere to be found

We are always reluctantly lost

Lost in streets, lost in beds, lost in things never can be bought

On the verge of dropping off the cliffs

Somebody comes along and voice is god damn soft,

I have been there before and kids you will never be lost

*I am looking for that sound

In places butterflies abound

As soft as silence, as warm as red

Somebody is whispering I will always be around

You and me are like flocking lamb

Ashes of time fall on where we stand

Some get scared like fish dying on the bank

Let us all be frank

Life is not the start and death is not the end

发信人: seman (木木)

标 题: Re: Randome Words

oh Well 若Randome, 非Random, 非常非不常，亦非无常

大音希声

离苦无欲

其色无明

其梦无踪

吾常若丧

失之中途

或于卧榻

或于万物

往不可赎

尝于崖际

有佳人来

其声希微

吾适于彼

此后无失

吾于蝶乡

尝寻此声

其声希微

其暖如红

忽闻低诉

吾常左右

你我常群

灰飞烟灭

于吾旧游

涸辙鱼惊

愿坦言之

所始非生

所终非死