Spring's bringing leaflets
developing their flowers...

Frisky girls are cats
Savage, if trapped in angles...

All things not possessed,
regardless the magnitude...

Angry fire, hungry,
when lacking what to engulf...

In the
cemetery...

You're in hall of shame,
unless you experienced...

We resemble the moon and sun
Having lunar and solar eclipses, when despaired...

I'm keeping looking at me in the mirror for a long...
Who're you in this six-billion world...

Paint kids' lips with smiles
Unless you're a good painter...

You find it easy
drawing your name on one's heart...

Love is a pure grace
You pray for God to keep it...

Be words not bodies
Words sustain for centuries...