Hearts are made of but blood and veins,
He asks a no-longer-needed world; bring the end,
Carried alone to bed, on mute and hour showers,
Disappearing like fog; watching you walk away in silence.
 
Though this wound is deeper than we first thought,
Thru burning, shaking-hell fires,
Hold, hold, hold; to your soul’s azure defiance.
 
Love is made of but ephemera and ideas,
Her nourishing hope crumbles into lost summer tears,
A leaking, lock-pattern of an anti-enchanter,
In a furious repeat spiral; left behind without answer.
 
But empathy; empathy is the internal seed,
Two-twenty hundred miles into space; stripped free
Of deceit, hurt or loyalty,
There it was, there it grows; your maitrī.

(2015)

(second draft)

  • 2
  • 7
  •  
  •  
Login per commentare...
Robert L. Martin
circa 5 anni

Empathy is the eternal seed. Nice words

Sarana Conradie
oltre 5 anni

Still love it a specially the empathy seed, it says a lot.

Piaciuto o affrontato da...

Mr Moonlight Delilah Yuni Liza Jane Berlinn Berlin Danielle Shurley Sarah Jane Danielsson Robert L. Martin
Email

Altre opere di Yutaka Kazori...

Alcuni poeti seguiti da Yutaka Kazori...

Philip Larkin Bluebell88 Lord Byron Dylan Thomas Isaure Saint Martin John Keats