A persistent thought
A persistent thought,
A deep contemplation---
Destiny burns like a bright flame.
I wonder why you came
When you knew it didn't augur well.
It would be better if I didn't wallow,
It would be better if I didn't meet you,
As each steep forward
Is a step towards debacle.
It is the time that misses,
It is the lapse of time,
That we passed by without knowing
Like vapor contained in a glass tube.
The more I think about you,
The further apart you are.
If I knew the situation would deteriorate,
I would not have evaded the moment.
