When the eye sees,
A flower in the garden...
It studies it from sun to moon.
It lays hidden under skin,
Thinking about that flower...
As it wavers towards the rivers.
When it arises,
It continues to be nomadic in memory.
...
How deep the pool may be,
For when we fall in love...
We sink ourselves.
As we are attracted to honey and silver,
We are also succumbing to its material.
But can we resist this feeling?
Can it be possible?
Yes and No.
...
When the memory is cloning,
The heart starts to get greedy.
It stores its own lust,
And grabs the soul.
It is important to learn self-control...
So that we don't turn into someone else.
Under loves rule
"When cupid strikes, the arrow will pierce the heart, not the skin"
So when listening to your heart,
Be sure to remember if you are...
A bear that is searching for family,
Or a lion flexing its pride.
Do not become the opposite,
If it isn't who you were meant to be.
YOU ARE READING
Haruka Toku Ni
PoetryThis poetry collection is dedicated towards those who're going through internal hardships. When the feelings of wanting to depart grow too strong. If you wish to bathe in serenity, this is for you.
