Koi Fish

I walk through the streets, 

I walk, 

I do not take a vehicle, 

Partially because walking is supposed to help me lose weight, 

Also because it means every moment is elongated, 

Every memory I can relive longer. 

I walk through lalmatia, 

Tombstones of bright neon everywhere, 

Lalmatia feels like a graveyard, 

A shrine to all my dead memories. 

I relive them once again, 

Even though I do not particularly want to, 

But because of the weather,

 I cannot help it. 

My mood has always been victim

To the swaying of the wind. 

See, 

When your Yin,

Met my Yang,

It brought balance to my life in some weird way, 

That I quite cannot define,

You see now, 

My life is all sunshine and rainbows, 

It’s smiles and opportunities, 

But I can’t put myself to realize that.

You can’t appreciate the sunshine,

If you don’t know what gloom looks like. 

I have walked through bare Canyons,

Of grass less lands, 

Only to reach the top, 

Where my sun sets, 

With an orange skyline. 

It is beautiful, 

But quite not like what I expected it to be.