Cosmic Feelings

No.18

It would be much easier
If the world were flat.
I would stay on a boat
And sail to its end;
I’d let the stream carry me down the gulf
To see how it begins.

~~~~~•〜☆⁂☆〜•~~~~~

No.19

I face it,
A giant black hole.
Time and space,
Body and soul,
Love and hate,
Where would they go?
Such knowledge,
Only I’d know.

~~~~~•〜☆⁂☆〜•~~~~~

No.20

Tranquility
Of a sandy shore
Comes from pebbles that
Have been ground to their cores.
Such beauty lies in
The endurance it represents
And the time it transcends.
Assiduity.

~~~~~•〜☆⁂☆〜•~~~~~

No.21

You were oxygen,
And I was the flame.
I burned out more than I could gain.
I return to Mars,
Where you no longer reign.
Adieu to both
Oxygen and flame.

These Days

No.17

The birds have flown away;
The white rose has waned;
Green are the leaves;
Blue is the pond.
The clouds prove the day;
On foliage light faints;
Curtains rain weaves
Excite the fronds.

Conversation

She once said to me:

Life (July 16th 2005)

Life’s too short to be ordinary
Every breath like a strand of hair
Like an autumn’s leaf, leaving the branches bare
Life’s too short to be dreary
A water’s flow may never rewind
It only pushes towards the wonderful things it finds
So laugh the days when a frown melts your face
Explore each new feature in its own charm and grace
Let the wind lift the leaf up, cool it in a daze

And I her, with all respect:

Elevated (April 29th 2010)

My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky

Helios grants you your smile
Iris pigments your copious mind
And in your every breath
whispers the quintessence bequeathed from Aphrodite

The Muses never teach me poetry
nor music, nor astronomy.
If they did I would coordinate
all those sacred arts to concretize your universal beauty.

Pegasus changes his course every year
As Zeus’ divine silhouette draws near
Once in a while he exalts thee
to a prestige bolstered by Nike

The Child is the father of the Man;
I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.

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TD wrote Life first for her then boyfriend. I do not remember what struggle I was having back in the day, but she sent me to both celebrate my birthday July 20th and to inspire me to keep moving forward. With such support, I did overcome whatever bullshit it was. Several years later, when I had reached some mediocre achievements, on her birthday I remembered how inspiring she had always been to me and wrote down Elevated to celebrate her day.

Sold

No.16

On hearing granny’s house was sold, and feeling part of me dying.

Now I’ve grown taller than the cupboard,
And no longer write Russian with white chalks.
Dust accumulates as the traffic flows.
The streets are alive; people must go.

Wrong Places

Wrong Places

How beautiful it is!
To place the moon among the stars,
Or to adorn the azure sky with sakura.

Where should a boy
Who wears his heart on his sleeves
Place his trust,
His love,
His weakness?

The world he lives in
Betrays.
The people he’s seen
Disguise.
The emotions he feels
Decay.

No safe place for the heart,
No safe place for the mind.
For the little precious trust,
There’s no place worthwhile.

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There have been several happenings that make me question my faith in people. The failed attempt to settle emotions, the struggling process of applying for a permission, the realization of a two-faced adjacent colleague, the messed-up sided management at work. 

As the World Goes Round

No.11

A grown man
Cries on a park bench;
The bizarre sight of
Emotions that are long suppressed.

~~~~~•〜☆⁂☆〜•~~~~~

No.12

The drive of the world is
   rejection.
The cause of sufferings is
   rejection.
With it, we try.
With it, we die.
   Rejection.
With it, we thrive.
With it, we fight.
   Rejection.
So we cry,
and then smile,
and reject
   Rejection
As the world’s drive.

~~~~~•〜☆⁂☆〜•~~~~~

No.13

I won’t
You won’t
We won’t
Be.
Do.
Because
The world
Acts oddly like that.

~~~~~•〜☆⁂☆〜•~~~~~

No.14

A mother lullabying her child,
A group of elderly enjoying the sun,
A flock of pigeons approaching for food,
A me having lunch,
Observing people
laugh,
talk,
run.
And the sun
Tilting toward west from east.
Our world is round and so there is
A person awake
and there is
Another asleep.

~~~~~•〜☆⁂☆〜•~~~~~

No.15

I’m a leaf
That floats along the stream.
Never drowned.

Poems for Shattered Souls

No.8

My little koi,
Stick to the water!
It embraces and gives you life.
Don’t go to the surface,
The air does not care;
He always leaves in a breeze.
And you will suffocate.

~~~~~•〜☆⁂☆〜•~~~~~

No.9

Light and shadow intertwine;
One’s the canvas,
The other charcoal lines.
Isn’t it beautiful
The desiccated ivy on the wall?

~~~~~•〜☆⁂☆〜•~~~~~

No.10

I was looking at the mirror
Suddenly it shattered
Here I lied in fractured pieces
In that other reflected dimension
Did I just stop to exist?