Hotaru no Hikari

by Mahal Ko Kuya Ko   Oct 31, 2013


The horizon
painted loneliness
in my eyes-
dew drops,
wilted flowers,
and the scent
of placidity.

Memories
are stained
with tea leaves
and regretful dreams.

And please...
don't forget
this white dress
embellished with
moonlight and
the beauty
found in
Expressionism.

Even just
once in
your life,
have you
ever thought
what a white Camellia
will feel
when white fades
into red?

And the
glow of a firefly
will always be
the reason
for the horizon
to paint,
for memories
to be stained,
for this
white dress
to never
be forgotten,
and for
a white Camellia
to...
to what?

To feel
what it is like
to live
in redness-
abandoning
the white
that never
describes
its purity.

Hotaru no Hikari = Glow of a Firefly

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  • 11 years ago

    by Hellon

    Your style of writing is vaguely familiar and I wonder if you are a returning member?

    I've noticed, from reading your previous poems that you seem to have a relationship with flowers...or at least you use them as metaphors and I find that very appealing.

    This poem is very intriguing from start to finish...and I really enjoyed it throughout. Just one question and...maybe I'm just reading your first stanza wrongly...

    The horizon
    painted loneliness
    in my eyes-
    dew drops,
    wilted flowers,
    and the scent
    of placidity.

    I love your first three lines here...they are quite brilliant and make the reader want to continue on. My question is relating to the other lines here...

    wilted flowers,
    and the scent
    of placidity.

    There just seems to me that there should be another line to end this stanza or maybe the comma is in the wrong place I'm really not sure....probably just me..anyway..still most worthy of a 5/5

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