(2013)
Poem about how sometimes its just a personal struggle to fit in or to understand your place in a group of friends.
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Life’s obligations A daunting sea of turmoil With crest after crest I’ll hide in this briny shell Till the tide forgets my name
A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour
Delicate surprise From behind blind-folded eyes That glint of glitter Sprinkle, sprinkle, floating down We reach out, we grasp, we drink
To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling
A soft fluttering A pulse that pushes beyond Beating of the heart Oh to express the joys of, A soap opera here and there
Anticipation Generic butterflies swarm Twists, knots, fluttering They find no golden nectar Only number two pencils
愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く
My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old
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?
A sudden waking From formless blinking through dre… Please, just one more year! Surprised to glance the moon’s fac… An hour before her phase
My Grandfather’s last dream In a deep sea of white, heavy thun… Until a peaceful respite blinks What will it bring? Will the rain… With their piercing showers, will…
A midst cold classrooms Seemingly short dialect Audio-connect Slowly frozen hearts will drip As conversations bubble
A natural fog Too tired to remember Dowsing memories Broken alarm clock weeping Woe be to his faint tick, tock
No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told
Scattering shy leaves Skittering down two by two In Fall’s breeze they sink Forming such a golden path Blind-folded hearts can follow