Day 32 .
The Streetlight
The Streetlight is a poem about last thoughts. An unimaginable accident plunged her into the most inexplicable consciousness. The streetlight provided a sense of security as it guided her to the final station.
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The pale indigo sky and dark trees,
She can see them turning into the deep sea.
As the night gradually deepens,
A blue, - ghost-like streetlight glows.
Let me guide you on your journey and,
In exchange for your warm blood.
Her eyes are barely open slightly,
On the pavement, - her body lies quietly.
A congested street but she does't hear anything else,
For her, - It is tranquil and makes sense.
Carefully but unconsciously,
This was chosen as her final destination.
- Michie Lyne
่ก็ฏ
ๆทกใ่่ฒใฎ็ฉบใจๆใๆจใ
ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใใใใๆทฑๆตทใซๅคใใฃใฆใใใฎใ่ฆใ
ๅพใ ใซๅคใๆทฑใพใใซใคใ
ๅนฝ้ใฎใใใช้ใ่ก็ฏใๅ ใ
ใใชใใฎๆ ใๆกๅ ใใใฆไธใใ
ใใชใใฎๆธฉใใ่กใจๅผใๆใใซ
ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ็ฎใฏใใใใใฆ ใใใใซ้ใ
ๅฝผๅฅณใฎไฝใฏๆญฉ้ใซ้ใใซๆจชใใใฃใฆใใ
ๆทท้ใใ้ใใ ใใฉไปใซใฏไฝใ่ใใใชใ
ๅฝผๅฅณใซใจใฃใฆ ใใใฏ็ฉใใใง็ใซใใชใฃใฆใใ
ๆณจๆๆทฑใ ใงใ็กๆ่ญใฎใใกใซ
ใใใฏๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆ็ต็ฎ็ๅฐใจใใฆ้ธใฐใใ
ใใใผใฉใคใณ
She can see them turning into the deep sea.
As the night gradually deepens,
A blue, - ghost-like streetlight glows.
Let me guide you on your journey and,
In exchange for your warm blood.
Her eyes are barely open slightly,
On the pavement, - her body lies quietly.
A congested street but she does't hear anything else,
For her, - It is tranquil and makes sense.
Carefully but unconsciously,
This was chosen as her final destination.
- Michie Lyne
่ก็ฏ
ๆทกใ่่ฒใฎ็ฉบใจๆใๆจใ
ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใใใใๆทฑๆตทใซๅคใใฃใฆใใใฎใ่ฆใ
ๅพใ ใซๅคใๆทฑใพใใซใคใ
ๅนฝ้ใฎใใใช้ใ่ก็ฏใๅ ใ
ใใชใใฎๆ ใๆกๅ ใใใฆไธใใ
ใใชใใฎๆธฉใใ่กใจๅผใๆใใซ
ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ็ฎใฏใใใใใฆ ใใใใซ้ใ
ๅฝผๅฅณใฎไฝใฏๆญฉ้ใซ้ใใซๆจชใใใฃใฆใใ
ๆทท้ใใ้ใใ ใใฉไปใซใฏไฝใ่ใใใชใ
ๅฝผๅฅณใซใจใฃใฆ ใใใฏ็ฉใใใง็ใซใใชใฃใฆใใ
ๆณจๆๆทฑใ ใงใ็กๆ่ญใฎใใกใซ
ใใใฏๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆ็ต็ฎ็ๅฐใจใใฆ้ธใฐใใ
ใใใผใฉใคใณ
Street Light, photo, Michie Lyne, 2024.
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