(2013)
poem about how sometimes you really just can't force your poems out.
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To cover the tears Some men will drown their sorrows Some just run away Some even will board their hearths To me? A path of rom-com
Foggy morning sky Your veil remains untouched by The flags of Autumn How cruel of you to kidnap Such keen keepsakes of your kin
Once my beating heart Matched steel drum lines to-to-toe Teaching metronomes But now my beat has fallen Into syncopated depths
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
Such an empty sky Countless pensive glances are Over and over Swallowed swift, before their time If only I could keep them
Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed
Ask me who he is A tall tree and branches keen words drop; leaves shaken I try to collect them all But forget them by the stream
The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors
A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour
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!
Lofting lazily Enter murky depths of feel Quivering eyelids Two heavy from the weight of The thoughts that lead me astray
A midst cold classrooms Seemingly short dialect Audio-connect Slowly frozen hearts will drip As conversations bubble
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
No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told