The taste of chang is sweet,
The taste of life, bitter.
For every cup I shared with you,
I drank a sorrow deeper.
– Rootless Wanderer
Tag: experience
I bless and curse the moment,
Your voice was a gentle song,
But your touch was sharp with sorrow.
I bless and curse the moment,
When fate brought you to me.
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Rootless Wanderer
The life I once imagined,
The life I once imagined,
And the life before my eyes—
Like meeting you in daylight,
And losing you by night.
– Rootless Wanderer
Emptiness shining most clear.
I stepped into a bright world,
Hoping to find life’s meaning.
Now I see only a hollow,
Emptiness shining most clear.
– Rootless Wanderer