Preserve Beauty
A rose
In hollow plains,
Perfuming the wind,
Whispering to the horizon.
A rose listens,
Tingling,
Waiting for the man,
Drifting toward the horizon.
A rose listens and hums,
Fluttering on each rhythm,
Following the footsteps;
Notes float on the horizon.
A rose listens,
Bleeds from herself,
Gazing at the man,
Covered in horizon.
A rose
In hollow plains,
Remembering the warmth she felt,
Remembering the thorn.
Lost in Blue
Remember life
You used to be so blue
Satisfied if I play along
First embrace I shared with you
Above us only sky
I can paint the world
It was all just make believe
Moving Further
This is where the race begins.
With all their might, they pedal and climb
Until they let go and move with the wind.
This is where they build:
The more, the better;
The bigger, the better.
This is where a child wanders
On pirate ships,
Afraid of touching the lava.
This is where she hides,
Surrounded by laughter,
Until the name is called.
This is where a girl cannot go,
Tries to reach,
Moves further away.
Jian Yeo is a student of poetry based in Massachusetts, where the changing seasons and scenic landscapes serve as a constant source of inspiration for her work. She is currently a student, balancing her academic pursuits with her passion for writing.
Featured image by Jason Leung.
