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Post by Mizukami Ayumu on May 24, 2011 21:10:22 GMT -6
Because I haven't been able to make very good new ones, except for the one at the end of this... that's new. Please don't overly criticize me... them... X.X *hides*
I only put my English poems... because you probably won't understand those in my native language XD
This will be edited.
PENCIL
on the paper floor we dance.
reapers in reverse silently bringing back the cut grass. my thoughts i wrap in your carcass. i give to all with eyes open
enough. on the paper floor we dance.
shorter and duller you seem. you fill the fields with your ashes. yet when you are no more you pierce sword sharpest.
with you i summon the dead.
with you i call on the tempest.
with you i open my mouth.
on the paper floor we dance.
CHASING THE DARKNESS
chasing the darkness, the deepening Darkness, in the corridor, flickering, endless, i hurtle, heedless, of the unseen One, my broken eyes long to see;
chasing the darkness, the intricate Darkness, with the cold night-wind's slippery voices, i begin to wonder, if the Secret, shrouded, has always been with me.
CONFESSION
i think, i may have loved you, once or twice a time, in a corner of my heart. There, in an aching silence, i found just how deep, the shadows I keep, inside, and in a difficult strain, i must have forgotten, your radiance.
now, and again, i remember your fragrance, a dash of spring, in an autumn of rain, and perhaps, the heaviness, of your passing, will never pass from me.
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