poetry

Celebration

The day has come to celebrate,
But the surface of my heart is aching.
Something can’t be explained,
Like you are standing on the other side of the river,
And I’m here.
Both eyes are silent.
It looks like you are hoping for wishes,
But I didn’t bring any candles.
My feelings loaded on the boat
And ready to go,
Still, I’m silent.

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