Déjà vu
There were times when everything felt so unsure and the other time it felt so certain I didn’t know how everything felt close yet distant– whether it was a real beginning or more as though remembering some sort of Déjà vu I believed and didn’t believe because not all paths join We know too well that a situation could change one’s mind However, every whisper brings me closer to a long list of impossible conclusions Sometimes I thought as if I have given so much to things that weren’t worth my time, but, who am I to blame?
1980s poems
It has been more than a month since the very first conversation I had with the young girl I met, if you remember, that girl whom her hobby is staring at the sky and said that it was pitch black. The sky is pitch black, she said. I know, neither did I understand what she was saying. Today I met her again, this time she wasn’t looking at the sky but instead, papers. Well, book. Book consists of papers right? It was a copy of classic poems compilation in 1980s era she was holding tightly with her little pale hands. She really is a weird being, perhaps that’s why nobody could keep up with her, I insist. She put her…
Invictus
Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds and shall find me unafraid. It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul. {William Ernest Henley}
The Sky
One day, I met a young girl stood by herself. She looked up at the sky as she traced her hand following the clouds above our heads. Her expression was flat; I could see no emotion. But somehow, out of nowhere, I could feel as if she is that one cheerful being. Or maybe she was, I thought. I kinda approached her, made my way next to her hesitantly. She didn’t move a little. I sighed, doing the same thing as her, looking at the sky. “The sky is always blue, isn’t it?” I rambled. “No.” “Okay…” “It’s pitch black.” “What?” “Pitch black.” She looked down, turning her head towards me, “The sky…
Perhaps
It was nothing like sunbeam, or a thick forest green Not even a deep crystal clear blue, in those sparks still glow It was a pure and innocent all analyst couldn’t care less One thing I know that I was lost Ought to be carried off by uncertain Letting it in and being unaware of consequences Lost in a world of a beautiful scene Maybe I write too much outlandish poems or read too many books Where I find pleasure in string words Spending hours pairing rhymes To embrace my fictional world into sentences that I don’t even understand But one thing that I know too well In between transparent wave they’ve told me That the seas and the forests…
Thoughts on Pride & Prejudice: why is it needed to blame Mr. Darcy’s manner
Things shall not perish in a period of time unless we know the reason why. If I ever had a chance to sue anyone in this world, either fictional or real, I thought it would be a pleasure for me to sue our daringly charming Mr. Darcy from Pemberley. For he is responsible for my outlast decision and consideration in high expectations towards men, ever in the universe. Mr. Darcy is a perfect portrait of an ideal man any women would die for, well at least for those who understand this, or just me. Whatever. Unlike the others, he tends to stick in his own mind and personal principles rather than usual men we found in everyday life. Recently. Though.…
미안해
それを言うべきじゃなかった何かを言ったことに分からないからそれを言った、私が尋ねた ごめんなさい私のせいです尋ねるために残念だった 泣かないでくださいあきらめないでください私と話する、ありがとう
「空と桜のために。。」
これは空のために、そして雲は上記ぶら下がっほとんど毎日。。雨降って地固まるすべては綺麗と思います人生は本当に大変だよね私は考えていた、あなたがそれを思いますか？ 私はあなたを知ってだけ、もう幸せよあなたは私にたくさんのことを教えてくれましたあなたのおかげで、私の認識を変えました綺麗の人生でしょう 私たちは同じ空を見てでしょうでも。。知っているかもしも、また会えるなら聞くきたいことがたくさなるつたえこともいっぱいある きっといつかは消えてしまうの？何とか。。もんだから分かってたのにあなたがいた場合でも、忘れないで私の名だけはただそれだけなのに。。。 あ～なかない心配しないでください私は幸せでいることを見ることができませんか？あなたは常にそのような？ばか 人々が「いつかすべての夢がかなえるよ」と言いましたいつか一緒に桜を見に行こう、それはどう？君はあくまでも約束を守らなければならない幸せでいてくださいね～ *p.s:ーListening to this mesmerizing soundtrack of SAO while writing what-so-called-a-nonsense-above is enough to transport me to another side of the world. Don’t you think it is somewhat…magical and relaxing? Somehow..it reminds me to Harvest Moon too. Farming life, trees, wind blows, calm, and tranquility. I like how it feels like something daringly quiet. Can you feel it too?ー私の悪い日本語だから、それに何て言えばいいのか分からない。ごめんなさい！Ｔ＿Ｔ
