“Things we carry on our hands”

We carry tears in our eyes: good-bye grandma, good-bye grandpa,

 good-bye mother, good-bye father, good-bye everyone.

We carry soil in small bags: may home never fade from our hearts and memory.

“Shades of colors”

If I could wake up this morning

I see five shades of brown

I am the shade of brown

No other feeling can be given when it is worn

Shades of Brown are beautiful 

Shades of brown are equal 

“Life is just Hard”

“Life” is such a wide umbrella

A world that covers many, many things,

And everyone’s experience of it, hits different

A Broken memory is like

Things get broken at home

Like they were pushed by an invisible, deliberate smasher.

Get used to it, it gets harder.

Once you start to get exhausted, you have succeeded in your fear. 

“Don’t lose your hope”

Somebody said that it couldn’t be done

Don’t worry

You have this

It might take you months or years

But don’t worry

You’re not alone

Hang in there.