Historias de Japanesepoetry

I fell for the warmth that knew it wouldn't last.

The city of thorns glowed with electric sorrow.

I feel the way your metaphors glow but the label that held you is gone.

When the mist subsided, your eyes found me again.

I wandered among the resting and found beauty where sorrow grows.

I have folded my wings so you may fly.

Through snow I move, but with you the world becomes an ocean to surf together.

I hoped for your return, your warmth, your embrace, your soft whispers, and I have been waiting in silence for you.

I watch the sands vanish, blinking away my own existence.

We learned how to write simple Japanese poetry when we were in junior or primary, middle or high school. I think I have a notebook full of these nature (and sometimes not because I am a rebel and a deviant) poems. Someone told me to publish some of it. Here goes nothing...love it or hate, do I even care? She who left read my poorly constructed poetry proudly. Left us all kaput.

It is my new book with senryū poems , that I started doing recently. Thank you for your attention!

This is a book of poetry written by me. I might add some poems written by my friends who doesn't have Wattpad but I will write their names to credit them and I will repeat, majority is written by me. Enjoy! /As of September 30, 2016, #563 in Poetry/ As of Dec 2, 2016- #336 in Poetry/ As of Dec 4, 2016 - #276 in Poetry

A collection of Haiku and Senryu inspired by my travels.

Everything about Haiku is in the first part of this book, so if you like poetry, i hope that you check this out ☺️ ~CrazyDudette3

I will stand beside you as the evidence that you were never imagined, you were always inevitable.

People stayed far from you, the rare one yet my hand brushed you, and I witnessed the fragile bliss they never saw.

I feel everything more than I admit.

Touken Ranbu/Onmyōji crossover. A certain Minamoto treasure sword is not acting like himself, whether in the possession of his original clan in the Heian period or serving the saniwa in the year 2205, with only a certain Minamoto onmyōji - NOT Yorimitsu, mind - to blame. Sequel to The First Saniwa.