IT IS NOT SO EASY
TO COLLECT THE WOUNDED DREAMS
TO MAKE A GARLAND

AS YOU RELEASED THE BOW
THE BIRDS MEASURING THE SPACE
MEMORIES WOUNDING THE HEART
-------AN AFFLICTION.......

AS YOU FLUNG THE NET
THE STARS SWIMMING IN DEEP SKY
DREAMS QUIVERING IN THE POND OF SLEEP
-----AN EXHAUSTION......

IT IS NOT SO EASY
TO COLLECT THE WOUNDED DREAMS
TO MAKE A GARLAND

IN THE FRAGRANT CORONA I LOOSE MYSELF!
THE FOOLISH MOTH FLUTTER AROUND THE FLAME!

IT IS NOT EASY TO COLLECT THE WOUNDED DREAMS!
WHILE GATHERING I MAY VANISH---
VANISH LIKE A REAL DREAM!

THE LAST LEAF-- THE LAST BEAT-- THE LAST DREAM--

AT LEAST A MOMENT, you,  FLOW LIKE A SPRING
INTO THE DAWN OF MY LIFE!

I AND YOU
ON THE TIP OF THE LEAF SWINGING AS THE DEW DROP
AS THE SUN-BEAM TO FILL ME WITH THE SPECTRUM OF LIFE

WONDERFUL DREAMS---
A COUPLET OF SALMONS WAVING FINS
WITH ALL THE VIGOUR OF PASSION SWIMMING UPSTREAM
A PAIR OF DOVES PIERCING THE WINDS
PASSING THROUGH THE PUFFY CLOUDS OF DESIRE

GREY REALITIES---
I AM BEING FORCED TO BE THE ISOLATION
IN THE AQUARIUM OF YOUR DRAWING ROOM
I AM BEING FORCED TO BE THE TIMIDITY
IN THE CAGE HANGING TO YOUR BALCONY

A TRANSPARENT WALL IN BETWEEN YOU AND ME!
ARE OUR DREAMS-- ONLY TO DREAM IN HALLUCINATION?
ARE OUR REALITIES-- ONLY TO PAVE OUR IMAGINATION?

YOU TOO ARE THE VICTIM--
A VICTIM CONFINED IN THE MASK OF "THE HUSBAND"
A LOOSER OF HUMANE PARTNER IN THE ETHOS OF "MANHOOD"

HOW TO BREATH THE FREEDOM-?-
IF DREAMS ARE NOT RESPECTED!
RESPECT OUR DREAMS---
RESPECT MY WOMANHOOD--- I DO RESPECT YOU MY MAN !!!

lend me your hearts
bless this cross quickly
i am not able to carry me- myself!

let the nails be pierced deep
let me be wet with warm blood of love
crucify our love on me.
let the log be glorified
with the morale of love.

love is the phoenix
resurrection is the nature's law

oh! system! thy name is impatience!
oh! impatience! thy name is suppression!
jealousy and anger is evident in every episode!

surrendered are the grieving obedience
violated are the burning desperation
our union is the revolting fiction
today's failure will be the tomorrow's epic

let me be glorified with crucifixion
let the sympathetic agonies be swallowed

these passionate emotions are
the bread and wine
to the gospels of tradition!

THE FOREST THAT BLOOMS IN YOUR MYSTIC LAP
SEEKING THE ROOT OF RAIN-DROP,,
THAT ROLLS FROM THE DEEP BLUE FORE-HEAD.
MY LOVE!
YOU, THE DROP THAT SURROUNDS THE BLOOM
MY LORD!
YOU, THE BLOOM THAT SWALLOWS THE DROP

OH MY LORD! BLESS ME TO BE A REFERENCE
OH MY LOVE! KINDLE ME TO BE A REVERENCE
IN THIS ETERNAL SEARCH FOR YOUR BLESSED UNISON
SWEET WOUNDS ARE CHISELED ON THIS BAMBOO SOUL
WHEN YOU ARE THERE AS CONSOLING CURE
CAN NOT I HUG THE OOZING PAIN ?
CAN NOT I **** OUT SORROWS?

YOUR LIPS MADE ME A FLUTE
MY MAD BREATH HAS BECOME A TUNE
I FLOW LIKE AN ANCIENT LONGING
IN YOUR FRAGRANT OCEAN I AM MERGING
LIKE A FLOWER FLOATING IN YOUR HEART

OH MY LORD
LET MY LIFE KISS THE JINGLE OF YOUR ANKLET
IN THIS ANCIENT BALLAD
WORD IS NOT ONLY A WORD--- BUT ALSO A GREEN DREAM
SPORT IS NOT ONLY A SPORT-- BUT ALSO A CONCEIVING HUE

OH MY LOVE!
BE GRACIOUS LIKE A WARM SONG IN MY VEINS
LET ME SURROUND YOU LIKE A RAINDROP
LET ME ROUND YOU LIKE A CREEPER
LET ME SING YOU LIKE A FLUTE

OH MY LORD! OH MY LOVE!
DON"T HESITATE TO BLESS ME
--- A WOUND ------- A CURE
OH MY LOVE! BE MY EXPERIENCE!

BROOK IS LIKE THE SMOKE FROM INCENSESTICK
YOU ARE LIKE AN ABSTRACT SOFT CURVE
I AM,
LIKE A RIPPLE, TO TRANSMIT THE TIDAL SURGE.
CANVAS AND BRUSHES EVER HANG TO THE EASEL OF LIFE.
* * *** * *
IN THE PENANCE-- I AM....
COMPOSING THE COLORFUL TUNES
SPREADING THE FRAGRANT EMOTIONS
CARRYING THE SPARK OF FIRE ON THE HEAD OF DREAMS.
* * *** * *
IN THE PROVIDENCE-- YOU ARE
LIKE THE UN-TAMED POEM
LIKE THE UNRULY VOYAGE
LIKE A BOAT- LIKE A SONG- BEYOND MY URGE--
LEAVING ME BEHIND-- YOU ARE
TOO FAR---- TOO LONG---- WHY? WHY SO?
* * *** * *
WHY AM I LIKE AN ANCHORED EMOTION?
STUCK IN THE AUTUMN BUSH ON THE BANK OF BROOK
MY LORD... MY LOVE
HOW TO WELCOME YOU ?
NEAR THE RIVER-MOUTH WITH ALL MY SENSES--
SENSES SO ANCIENT,,, SINCE
THE FIRST MOON-BEAM KISSED THE MAIDEN NIGHT.
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WHY YOU ARE THE UN-TAMED POEM?
WHY I AM AN ANCHORED EMOTION?
MY LORD.............? MY LOVE...........?