in the cool light, in the darkness.

lost
in mania traffic
the struggle of mind
teeming with cigarettes
escaping the birdsong
as the dark leaves fall
onto the cherry blossoms silently
with bloodshed, caressed to dreams
in the awakened winter, arak trees.

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A/N: Title derived from this poem.




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16 replies

  1. I love the way the poem looks on the page, like a tree that’s narrower at the top. But I had to look up arak tree because they don’t grow around here.:-)

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  2. Oh, this poem’s so nice in describing my brain!

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  3. Beautiful beautiful beautiful!

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  4. I love this. I read it out loud twice❤️ beautiful

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  5. Awesome! Love the visual aspect of the poem as well as the imagery!

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  6. Beautiful poem❤️❤️

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