(2014)
#Anticipation #PencilsSchool #Tanka
Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed
Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more
Flickering between The realms of light and shadow Why not close the shades? Sleep’s alluring charm welcomes Despite such early hours!
I pray for the day When my mind is clear Silence, sweet silence Schemes and impulses forgone To live without a shadow
To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished
To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling
To puddle one’s words Few are willing to admit Myself least of all To fall and land upon earth Closer to Earth than before?
The spotlight glares down Bright, bright, sight, sight My cloak swiftly surrounds White, White, Swish, Swish, The fabric shell billows but stays
Just for a moment To glimpse from dusty pages A single white flash Tenuous seconds follow Until a roaring reply
Fresh Seattle rain Cleanser more of soul than streets I envy that sound Such simple pure harmony Don’t forget that umbrella!
愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く
A soft fluttering A pulse that pushes beyond Beating of the heart Oh to express the joys of, A soap opera here and there
初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?
The mind of a girl That swirling vertex of bright Is unreachable So we put up these steel walls When we could have built a bridge!
A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour