wretchedness of a soul

there was a hole in my world，

where i used to be,i fall from there.

spring is missing,

my life's autumn is here,

the loving memories are being reminsing.,

sometimes the grief is calm,sometimes it harms.

budset destroyed twice before it blooms.

budding among the ruins i think,

there was a hole in my world,

where i used to be，i fall from there.

society prejudice

Art was everywhere in her life. 

But the dancer in her was neglected 

Whereas the painter in her was appreciated.

 

Things I losed (diary)

The day he protested and scolded me for being too possessive,too caring,too protective, that day I too scold myself for being so.
    How can I be too caring for the one who is surrounded by innumberable loving hands.
  How can I be too possessive for the one who is enjoying his freedom over the years.
   How can I be too protective for the one who is already empowered by strong love of his near ones.
How can I try to be try his closest if his he is already the moon for his near ones.
How can a deserted and lonely person like me can make his life special.
   How can a happy soul love a wretched soul.
      That day I losed rights, i losed love, i losed me.