Life is Short, Kiss the Rose


I can spend forever to trace
These soft delicate rosy curves.
My eyes are lost in this lovely shape,
Yours is craft created by nature.
My fingers can’t keep in proper place
To trail in front grace, tender.
My lips close the space
And your kiss back stills the earth.

#119
Daily Post prompt : Trace
Last Sunday at Kyoto botanical garden, Kyoto

Dumpling Drunk Diary


I pretend to be drunk with barley tea,
And fried dumplings beside river.
They are so many couples,
Enjoy their sunday together.
The outers are crispy
But fillings are juicy and tender.
Some people start kissing,
I start munching one after another.
Feel some distance between me
And mature leisure.
How many sundays I will go
Before meeting a true lover?

# 108

The Only Way I Control Love


I used to be sad
To realize how we can’t control love.
All time travel, if we had,
Couldn’t make us have someone’s love.

But I’m now so glad
To learn that is not at all true.
All time travel, if I had,
I would choose to fall in love with you.

#107
Another last piece for you
Place: MINT at night, Osaka, Japan

Beloved, Be You

Don’t try to please him,
It won’t be lastly helpful.
Just be happy
In the things you do.
Believe me,
I was there before.
Until, my lively soul
Was left its core.

Don’t try to please him,
Simply be you.
If it goes well,
You know it’s true.
And the future is lovely to go on,
Not as a camouflage.
Real love is going to accept
Your diamond heart.

# 106

What Is Mine Will Come Back To Me


I used to be afraid of sunset;
I hesitated to finish this hundredth poetry.
Like the ending was reaching.
It might be no mornings nor next stories.
I did not want you to go,
My soul cried for lost painfully.
But I start to be enough old,
Something is met to let go, finally.
Good time is always too short.
Live with what that is got wholeheartedly.
Sunrise will come,
A new day with another same sun’s beauty.
Love above, and destiny
Will bring back what is mine to me.

# 100th

# I submitted my 99th for a contest:)

# photo: A way to heaven – Chuo shokudou, Kyoto University 

Afterbright Afterlife

Here is so dark but I don’t fear.
I’d lived in brightness but I didn’t know.
The pillars were all strong, yet I was so scared.
Its safeness turned my bones and blood cold.

I jumped out from the castle in the depth.
Nothing to lose but I wasn’t dead.
Slowly standing up at the bottom,
I have a freedom as a crown of head.

Here is dark but I feel aliveness.
Every steps are risks to fall.
Hence, every drop of soul is extracted out.
This life, I own it all.

# 98

Pre-Valentine’s

It’s so odd; strolling into this feeling
With eyes open, heart beats normally.
Knowingly, it might be you.

It’s like February 13.
Tomorrow is Valentine’s.
But it’s still not mine, this time.

It contradicts; being certain with doubt.
Wanting to ask everything;
Stars, roses petal counting.

But nothing can answer
Better than me.
Yet, are we?