The Han-River

Kinsley Lee

A young guy's sitting on the bench
And holding a smartphone, and twittering.
On the surface of the river, a tench
Is rising from the bottom and puffing.

 

A sea bird is swooping and scooping 
Up, with her bill, a minnow
For feeding to her fledglings, and flying 
With brushing against the willow.

 

‘Cause of the flood the wreckages
Are floating on the surface of the river.
And yet, it gives us the messages
The blood from the soldier' liver

 

Colored the water to red.
And the North bank was full 
Of the attacking arms. And the dead
Scattered on the riverside. And full 

 

Of the enmity, the soldiers' in trenches 
Were staring and watching the North banks
Now the riverside, there're the benches
And cars are running the both banks.

 

And the rotten congress is located 
In the island and the parties are full
Of the rotten smells. And an aide
Is in it and be the push-pull.

 

And the freedom is not for free, 
It request for the blood to guard.
For a long time, forgotten have we, 
But lonely, exclaims a bard.

 

The forefathers've lived for a long time, 
And the descendants will live with the river, 
Which beautifully and peacefully pass time, 
And the river'll flow forever.

  • Author: Kinsley Lee (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 5th, 2023 17:15
  • Comment from author about the poem: There were the many big battles along side the Han-River. And now we can enjoy the freedom and peaceful landscapes at Han-River for a long time. Therefore sometimes we forget that we are owing to the dead in this peninsula during the last war. In the middle of the River, there is the big and rotten fountain, which imbrue all of the river and the country.
  • Category: Spiritual
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  • Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek
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  • orchidee

    I'm liking these descriptive writes of various parts of your country. 🙂

    • Kinsley Lee

      Dear Orchidee
      Hi! Thank you for your interesting and kind comments. I want to write the stories which were forgotten. Wish your health and happiness. BR. Kinsley

    • L. B. Mek

      Brilliant!
      love the humanity, dear Poet
      (Peace, however brief
      or hopefully, Long
      is paid for in advance, by those
      who were willing to sacrifice
      their future for a dream
      some
      use weapons and water
      their motherland with that crimson
      stubbornness, of their dreams
      other's, like MLK
      take beatings in place of their fellow
      brethren
      hold hands, march in numbers
      and word their dreams
      so that even future generations
      can picture it, vividly..
      yet, sadly
      'all war is a defeat, for both sides'
      still,
      we must never forget
      those who laid down, so we can build
      our new paths of freedom
      civility and progressive openness
      aspiring to excavate a togetherness
      from the rivers of blood
      that pulses through our weighty veins..
      that's what it means to survive
      to persevere, to dream
      of a better!
      while picnicking and toasting
      those we must always remember)

      • Kinsley Lee

        Hi! Mek
        Thank you for your interesting and comments. The people who are living this land who owe to the dead who fought to guard the freedom. Thank you for your reply poem. Thank you so much. BR. Kinsley



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