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Mizushi Hikari Poems
I was locked in the truth of reality… I know nothing about tomorrow. But I’ll face it; even it’s nightmare or sorrow. Tomorrow never knows…it’s happy line.
The Falling Flowers
In the beginning I saw your smile…the unwithering flower… I was dancing onside of thousand blooming flowers… The bud’s fragrance was overwhelming silently. That moment, I felt it in the town of wind with calm breeze.
If Your Time Ends..
If your time come to an end, truth will run inside your heart. Then, it might be you'll regret, despair.
Love isn't Everything
Thing which we call love isn't everything. Although it shines like glimmers of the starlight in the endless sky,
Sometimes, human appreciates evil with laugh. Sometimes, human reflects hollow in form of its smile.
My Eyes For You
Despite what I gaze, my eye-core isn't focused at it. This eye blurred the world-space in each second, illuminating truth
Wandering without knowing direction Alone…alone…no one you are just walking straightly. Whenever there is a hole forward
Our Fated Gravitation
Feel it...our blood was melting our former fate and destiny. The destined love fell to us…the gravitation was pulling it down. And our life was falling to the door of star that we have been searched for. The gravitation was pulling us down to the smiling palace.
A Palace Without Farewell
The rhythm of farewell’s string is still twanging… I am composing the symphony of painless heart to guard myself, From the overflowing waves of grief in the sea of farewell … In my interval of dreams, I hear the orchestra of eternal story…
Light of Hope
The starlight is gilding inside the sorrowful space-time. Those lights creating nebula in our frozen heart. As you can see, the moonlight's singing too… The light likes meteor rain inside our night-space.
When the fake gleaming moonlight comes… All around me become invisible because this illusion. When losing the guider, the song of the star… My crystal is fulfilled with the overflowing emotions.
Slowly, our beautiful voices fading away… Then, our symphony will turn into ashes. Slowly, our tears dropp on our grief… Then, our eyes will close calmly.
Aria of Life
In this long summer road, with variation of timbres... there is a rainbow inside our tear. So let's sing the aria of life
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I was locked in the truth of reality…
I know nothing about tomorrow.
But I’ll face it; even it’s nightmare or sorrow.
Tomorrow never knows…it’s happy line.
The bloody tears…
The melting bones…
The evaporated brain…
I saw the shadow of my death.
Still, I chose it…this fate.
Pain, surely, taught me about life.
Balanced life, pain and smile…the happy line.