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Some Poems From The BL Comic "MARCH 3rd" Created By "PAULINA ZHAO" available on MT.
Note: It's just a Fanfic Stuff!
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It's The Greatest Thing In The Troubled Times.
A BRIGHT SMILE...๐บ
...Unfolds Some Greatest Love.
The Trickiest Dilemma Is: The World?
Or The One You Love?
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Troubled Times Are Poems.
Like Love,
It's Shy And Vigorous...
...With A Twists And Turns.
That's Their Love Story.
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So When We Immerse Ourselves
In The Romantic Story
Happened In The Troupe,
SAD DITTIES LINGERING
IN THE HOUSE
And Mature Fruits On The
๐ธ Branches,
Troubled Times...
Shows It's True Appearance...
SECRETLY. ๐ป
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Troubled Times Are Poems.
It's A Romantic Story,
Ambiguous And Vigorous,
With Twists And Turns.
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When The Flames Of War
Become The Candle Lights.
When Smoke Comes Out Of The
Kitchen Chimneys As A War Signal.
And When The Stars Are Swallowed โญ
By Boundless Darkness,
Under Which,
There Is A Sign Of Some Love Stories. ๐บ
So When We Immerse
Ourselves In The
Romantic Story
Happened In The Troupe,
SAD DITTIES LINGERING
IN THE HOUSE ๐พ
And Mature Fruits On The
Branches,
Troubled Times Show...
๐The Way It's Supposed To Be.
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The Marching Troops ๐
Raise Up Dusts,
Mixed With The Scent Of
The Sea Afar. ๐
Sobs Are Heard From North To South.
Wherever We Go,
Gunfire Burns The Sky. โ
Flags Over The Sky,
Bodies Are Piled On The Field
Tonight, Dark Clouds Cover The Moon.
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The New Flag Indicates The End Of New City,
The End Of The Lanes, Fields,
Houses, Trees And Ports,
And The Destiny Of An Actor, A General,
And Every Noise In A Flourishing Age.
My Love,
We Are A Pair Of White Birds... ๐
...Flying Over The Sea.
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The Marching Troops
Raise Up Dusts,
Mixed With The Scent Of
The Sea Afar.
Sobs Are Heard From North To South.
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Wherever We Go,
Gunfire Burns The Sky.
Flags Over The Sky,
Bodies Are Piled On The Field
Tonight, Dark Clouds Cover The Moon. ๐
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...Am I Trapped In Various Lies,,,
...Rotten Into Bones.
However, The God Of War
Comes Down.
His Gestures...
...Have Nothing To Do With Romance. ๐บ
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The Marching Troops
Raise Up Dusts, ๐
Mixed With The Scent Of
The Sea Afar.
๐ฅSobs Are Heard From North To South.
Wherever We Go,
Gunfire Burns The Sky.
Flags Over The Sky,
Bodies Are Piled On The Field
Tonight, Dark Clouds Cover The Moon.
I Envy Those Lovers. ๐พ
But I Wanna Live A
Life That Matters. ๐
Don't Be Those
Courtyard Flowers
Hanging On The Branches. ๐
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My Love.
Don't Do That.
Don't Envy Those
Lovers In The Stories. ๐ธ
Don't Be A Tung
Tree Or Wild Rose.
How I Wish We Were A Couple Of White Birds,๐
Flying Over The Sea!
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Life Is Like An Opera.
I Have To Keep Myself Discipline.
Behave Myself. ๐
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All The Malicious And Cruel
Will Be Buried Under The Water, ๐
And The River Flows Like It
Did Thousand Years Ago.
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% I will upload remaining poems later. (๋ ๋) %
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Little story about my poetic life: ๐ป
Well, I grew up listening, No...You can say that I have been listening to poems since I was in my mother's womb...XD...My father and my maternal grandfather are very passionate towards poems about our freedom fighters/warriors, gods and goddesses, country, soldiers, farmers, animals etc. (Songs came into my life completely and perfectly three years ago....XD) Well, not only my two oldies, my whole family is in poems (I found this later). My father also used to write poems in his teens about the country, the soldiers and sacrifices. At the time, What Romantic poems are called I did not even know that until I found my maternal grandfather's dairy full of Shakespeare's sonnets, which contained a few pages of romantic sonnets. I don't know how he used to understand Shakespeare's words because it is still very difficult for me to understand. I remember the day I read Sonnet 116 in my maternal grandfather's Dairy and almost fainted because his words are too much for my little brain. Well, What I was saying is that this is how I came to know about the existence of romantic poems in the world when I was almost turned 15 years old. LOL XD
