Ling Heynn is compared even-
Little angel from heaven.
Unheard says 'How lovely she!'
But I say, 'You need heart to see.'
With no way of escape through,
Deep lost inside in those eyes,
I'm longing to look her enough
And made my day, a choice.
'But Ling remained till the end,'
And how that I mourn to say;
Let my love know no end,
And love to forget delays.
Oh, I'm a happy lone there,
Tho' thrilled much the whilst,
For her gut 'bout the someplace,
But ah! That I won't be placed.
That's how I more learn
Heynn, that one's known for,
When heart is from you stolen,
Onwards in all of you became her.
Then search ye, a whole hour-
Ended would the eventide bird songs,
But you'd listen to a dawn chorus
And you'd like to sweet swinged.
Ling took of me way far-off
But near me her, by stead.
Her world to me was shown,
Yet of those, my days should have flown.
- Author: My Boy Ryngkhlem ( Offline)
- Published: October 9th, 2023 23:53
- Category: Love
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