"yume" poems
omo Fitutu
nureba ya Fito no
mieturan
yume to siriseba
samezaramasi wo
Was I lost in thoughts of love
When I closed my eyes? He
Appeared, and
Had I known it for a dream
I would not have awakened.
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utatane ni
koFisiki Fito wo
mitesi yori
yume teFu mono Fa
tanomisometeki
As I dozed
The man I love
Appeared, so
It is dreams that
Have begun to comfort me.
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Once upon a time,
*there lived a little girl with a red cape,
who laughed at much and cried at little,
whom every one called, "Red Riding Hood."*
*there lived a beautiful maiden with kindness in spades,
who lived with her vile stepmother and stepsisters,
whom every one called, "Cinderella,"
after the ashes left in her hair from cleaning the fireplace.*
*there lived a genie in a lamp,
who traveled across the lands from hand to hand,
whom every one called, "genie,"
because none knew it's name,
for it had been lost long ago to* time.
Right now,
***a man climbs Everest,
a woman wins a tournament,
a child is marked as a genius.
we have their names,
sealed in our memories.
as is only*** right.
When a few hundred years of time have passed,
They'll say,
Once upon a time,
***there lived a man with great determination,
and no small amount of love for climbing,
whom everybody learned to call, "Everest Man."***
***there lived a woman who dodged every insult,
and practiced until she almost collapsed,
whom everybody called, "Yume,"
because of her inability to stop dreaming.***
***there lived a child,
who grew up in many different places,
whom everybody called, "prodigy,"
because that was what the child was,
and the child's name was eventually lost to*** time.
Right now,
**we haven't anything to say,
because the future isn't over yet,
and nor will it be,
until they talk about us around the campfire,
saying,**
Once upon a time...
Nov 17, 2016
Nov 17, 2016 at 6:36 AM UTC
There was always this girl
She would sit across the room
It's not like she would twirl
Or give off this swirl
But I always found myself
Looking over at her
People would talk to her
Commonly, but she would keep to herself
For the most part
And she was indeed pretty
But that in itself
Wasn't what drew my gaze
She had this...air
About her, you see
I never was able to define
Quite what it was
I saw it in the way she walked
Her voice in the way she talked
I was how she carried herself
It's that air...that grace
That's what drew in my stare
She was just simply divine
But that air carried something else
I could feel...loneliness
She walked everywhere alone
Commonly on her phone
In class she always acted on her own
I just felt that there was something more
She seemed like an abandoned cat
No.... She was more like a kitty
She wasn't that violent or standoffish
And she's more calm than an acrobat
She seemed to strive towards independence
That's what drew in my stare
It reminded me of...myself
Maybe that's why I saw loneliness
We both stood our ground
And helped others around
And I too act on my own
Unlike her, however, I don't shine
I'm too much of a rusted robot
I never was able to understand
What others feel
I only look at necessity
What I currently need
Nothing else mattered
My stare was by chance
Then grew to curiosity
Now I can no longer conceal
My newfound confusion
That girl across the room
I can see her dance
Only in my head
She still din't twirl
Nor did she give off a swirl
She's just an ordinary person
Nothing special nothing else
Certainly superior to myself
We rarely walked with each other
We rarely talked with each other
Where did this come from?
What was mere chance
Turned into a feeling I knew nothing of
I now feel love
And I want to move this plot
I need to rise above
Anything to have her look at this robot
For my gaze has turned into a daze
Please I want you to take my hand
And let me stand by your side
I don't want to be outside
And no I don't want to be inside
By Your Side
For you have filled my my heart
And have given me a new start
But you are still that girl across the room
The girl who is pretty
The girl who isn't awkward
The girl who seems lonely
The girl who only dances in my eye
You still haven't returned my stare
I know why
You are a kitty
We remain independent
I'm just staring at my doom
I don't care
I won't leave you abandoned
I will find a way
I will rise above that lie
I will eventually get you to see me
My newfound wish
For this Kitty and this robot
To meet under the light
To prove love's might
May 8, 2018
May 8, 2018 at 5:18 PM UTC
How come I feel like my dream is so far away?
How do I know if it is really meant for me?
Maybe my dream will come true on some other day.
Maybe all I have to do is to try and see.
Will I ever reach my dream, I do not know.
Will I just sit back and wait, and let my dream go?
Must there be a way for me to find out somehow?
Must there be a destiny waiting for me now.
Jun 4, 2020
Jun 4, 2020 at 11:55 PM UTC