Archive | May, 2011

28th May, another rainy day

28 May

In a rainy day
I feel the tinkling uncomfort
some pain in my eyes
I wish I could say it’s just the light-
and that it’s surely not a pollution.

*

To be positive, to be happy
is my task now.
But perhaps it’s a rest that I need.
Just to cry out and wash away all the complex
till I become clear as crystal

*

Tomorrow I may not exist.
Tomorrow you may not be there.
Or perhaps the world simply ends.
But still I have things to do, and I must stay here- for now,
till my vow is completed.

*

The new wind is coming-
I feel it, and am looking up.
It’s brought both new and old people in my life.
It’s carrying in some new fragrance
while taking away my tears into the air.

*

(c) 2011 Tomomi Fune

25-26th May

26 May

The more I get excited,
the more I feel the pain.
Somehow self-contentment
arouses in me the yearning
for those I miss desparately.

25th May

*

And again I’m in the mist,
only knowing that I am discontent,
but also being aware I have the strength.
The strength to get through- to reach the exit.
It’s just that I’d love to have some amulet,
to remind me I’m not alone.

*

Inspire me! I cry out.
Inspire me! I am crying out.
I’m weeping.
Or would you blame me
for not being inspired by you?

*

I wish, I really wish-
that I could run away.
Just run away, hop-on the heavenly vehicle
and reach where my soul resides,
where my soul can truly rest.
(I’m not talking about the heaven in the sky;
but My heaven on this earth).

26th May

*

(c) 2011 Tomomi Fune

22nd May

22 May

I wonder what is it
that my soul is crying for;
for what is it driving me
to wander in the rainy town
like a lost puppy.

*

But I like rain;
I like the breaze it brings to me.
I like the smell
that reminds me of everywhere I’ve been.
And I like how it spreads
the molecules of happiness
together with all the sadness
which dark clouds bear for the world.

*

The Japanese language
has long been my sanctuary.
A peice of eden-
but perhaps it was so
because I knew I can’t stay.

*

No, it’s not true-
that I am wondering.
I’ve known all along
what I desparately need.
I just can’t let myself pursue it
so to serve my own vow.

*

Or maybe it’s just that I
got overly self-conscious in Japanese.
Too much pride-association.
And I may remain a little more natural
with my modest tongues.

*

Ah-hah, this is the ‘sweet pain’,
I suddenly came to know-
The famous one.
Yes, it’s certainly sweet- even warm and fragrant.
But it hurts. It does.

*

(c) 2011 Tomomi Fune

21st May

21 May

I wonder why
I feel I don’t
have anyone to expose
my feelings to
in a country of hundred million.

*

Ah but the joy rules
– the joy of having a new-born baby-
Over all the sorrows and worries,
still we welcome
the new life into the world.

*

I cannot help letting
my soul wandering into the past-
not the singly-dimentioned one
but the kaleidoscopic mirage
where memories blend, and layer
a nostalgic present.

*

(c)2011 Tomomi Fune

 

19th May

19 May

I wish I could just
stand up in the class and say
“This is being so boring!”
and run out into the fields,
under the clear blue sky.

*

(c) 2011 Tomomi Fune