Poetry: Peach blossom bloomed as gorgeous as bloom rain

By: Amoureax Amant

Wild child ate like monkey, eating noodle,

holding chopsticks which were thin as needle,

and went to school, passing through hush temple,

giggling on way to school with a dimple.

He went to school where was future cradle,

coming to learn figuring out riddle,

which riddle about fate fell like apple,

which apple hit his head under maple.

Decades later, he ate noodle again,

tasting noodle salty as sea of pain,

and went to school, where was the sea of bloom,

there children like old him, learned in classroom.

He went to school, coming to teach children,

and children bloomed like flowers in garden.