"ume" poems
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•they'd
come at night•
these footsteps are
never light• always
heavy and running ar-
ound•...they are annoy-
ingly creepy..., these aw-
ful sounds•every night,
after eleven without
fail•into rooms,
us they would
tail• making a
din overhead
•when all
should
be quiet inste-
ad•like barefooted
children i would ***
ume...•wandering and
exploring into every ro-
om•...could they come
wilfully•from the cou-
ple who live above
me•i very much
doubt so•bec-
ause this much
i know...•that
the neigh-
bour up-
stairs, they're
old•frail and meek;
never bold•they'd re-
tire early•after late, ne-
ver a party•now... there
the feet go again•drivi-
ng me almost insane•
on my ceiling now,
they're pacing•
they know i kn-
ow and they are
playing•these
invisible
feet•ne-
ver would we
meet•one thing for
sure•this is not a friv-
olous tour•determined
to tell•that they exist
as well•nothing i'm
certain but it is clear
•i think they really
like it here...•
•i don't think
they're leavi-
ng•they're
bent on
staying...•
Feb 12, 2015
Feb 12, 2015 at 8:48 AM UTC
Late evenings get me blue.
I swear I'm always thinking about you
and things you said that weren't true.
It was never new
how you'd make me feel so low.
So when you didnt show,
I didn't care anymore. Even though,
I missed you until my heart popped
and my heartbeat had stopped.
Then I woke eventually,
where you spoke nonchalantly.
And sometimes you need my love.
Sometimes you'd rather shove
Me away until I push you away for days,
you get me in a haze,
I love you, I care, don't go
I'm not ready to be on my own
K.K.
Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 11:15 PM UTC
The day wrestled with her long night
She gazed as they dove into the plight
A screamed out plea like every day
She just did not know another way
At last it had become all too much
She needed a renewal, a revival as such
So she shut her eyes and she filled her head
With things unseen and words unsaid
She tucked herself right into bed
And she let the trance
…con…..s…ume
her.
Jul 14, 2016
Jul 14, 2016 at 8:09 PM UTC
W-ounded she was scarred ,she still feels the pain
O-h the pain she couldnt bear one that drove her insane
U-nderestimating the damage,Now she weeps for her bane
N-ever had she imagined ,the sorrows that would stain
D-istorting images that would strain
****** her brain made her sane
T-he sounds torment,twisting her veins
H-arsh realities those which never wane
A-nd even still ,she cries in vain
T-he past still whispers like a weeping swain
N-ever object ,never complain
E-teched and carved but she couldnt explain
V-ulnerable wound ;forever remains
E-nraged her soul which drenched in rains
R-avens flew;she stared them through ;the window's pane
H-earing the echoes,forgotten arcanes
E-agerness betrayed her she was never fain
A-che still lingers so she drugged herself *******
L-unacy drove her mad and now she was dead and lain
A-nger burnt her alive but she still couldnt complain
M--adness made her demonic and now she wears her chains
I'-ntricated with restrictions she holds herself abstain
S-eculuded in her solace a fear she still contains
E-mpathy she had lost, one she never had to gain
R-efrained the sentiments inside just so she would retain
Y-et she still sobs; behind that old chayne
T-he anguish she lives with while being still and plain
H-ear this message dear i beseech and constrain
A-gony strips and rips her but the clearity she maintains
T-he porcelien smile ;one for which she trains
N-ot letting it show; the misery she obtains
E-legance she tries to mask; beyond her domains
V-engeance bleeds inside ;mascarred and slain
E-rupts from her bones until it sprains
R-an and ran forever; and now she holds her cane
E-nd her pain forever let her rest and lain
N-ested in some peace a peace that she disdains
D-ie and demise she sings with the cranes
S-epulchural wounds and agonies For always would be her deign
_____tsuki no ume~
Jul 25, 2025
Jul 25, 2025 at 2:19 PM UTC