"Poetry of Milon "
By Tmilon
In a society where poetry dies,
That's where the heart stops.
In a society where music is extinguished,
The light is lost there.
✨ ✒️ Tmilon🍁
✨ ✒️ Tmilon🍁
Tonight I’ll call you once,
Measured in fleeting time,
The same span it takes
For Hiroshima’s soil to be touched for the first time.
Tonight I’ll call you once,
Measured in fleeting time,
The same span it takes
For Hiroshima’s soil to be touched for the first time.
No matter how big the mountains are,
Standing in front of the mountain,
Looking up at the sky,
The mountains seem small,
Seems trivial.
"The Sky"
The sky is higher than the mountains, but there is no pride. If it had, it wouldn't have rained.
No matter how big the mountains are,
Standing in front of the mountain,
Looking up at the sky,
The mountains seem small,
Seems trivial.
"The Sky"
The sky is higher than the mountains, but there is no pride. If it had, it wouldn't have rained.