LOVE LETTER OF CONFUSION

Dear Romeo,

I’m sorry for anything that happened to you… I don’t mean to be rude but I don’t want to accept just because I feel sorry for it… Although in this world we can’t make it… I’m sure it will be in another… do you believe in reincarnation? Well, I don’t … but it happens (maybe) .. do you believe in intuition?? It’s best to believe yours .. although against the reality or your realistic way of thinking. Do you believe in spirits? I will describe myself as a free spirit that can not stay long in a cage.. do you like freedom?? Well, I do because there is no freedom on earth.. I seek for the rare.. do you believe in dignity?? What about placing yourself as an antagonist? Or protagonist sounds good? Do you know when I have intention on you? Can you guess it?? I’m looking for someone who can manage to guess me… who is me?? Like I said before, I describe myself as a free spirit… maybe bird will be better.. I don’t want to be caught; just to be waited and be accepted mentally physically…

The sooner reply is a pleasure.

From someone who might be “Juliet”

Two-sided Excalibur

Hero of the past held it as one

But it was lost in the saint war

No one ever knew Excalibur

Two-sided sword Excalibur

Hero of the present grab it as two

And it was found after the saint war

Almost everybody heard Excalibur

Two-separated sword Excalibur

Hero of the future hand it as none

It’s been dumped in the second saint war

Children of the future will never know

Old two-sided Excalibur

Where My Poem Was Born

Sometimes people think they are happy

They are yet to know they are sad

People pretend they are happy

None of them wants to reflect their sad

Many people know what a person do

A person know what many people do

People know me as a person

But people do not know I as a person

People know how to make poem

Many people yet to know

What’s poem

Poem was born from the sadness

The same I think of

Yeah, I let many people make

My poem born

Good poem was born from

Deep feeling of loneliness

And sorrow

Sorrow is what many people made

A Gift From Japan

I came as a knight in a lousy armor because I didn’t realize

there were much more of shining troop

By the time I had to change mine outfit

I knew not with a view of nothing

It came into an obstacle

when I did try to gaze what

So be it I thought but I could not ignore nor resist

as it went on like a storm

I was irresistable to a gift from god

A gift acquired in a land

where thousands dreams of mine gather

I was a newborn baby with rare gift

I regret not though I was

I cried 1000 years of good times but

God paid a deserve price

Simply a gift from japan

That Night, The Invisible Rain

That night while the cloud was moving softly

The pedestrian was enjoying the tender moonlight

The other place I was is the invisible rain

People thought of it as can be seen

Yes, they saw the sky pouring down the water

To the earth, but I was behind the

Wall seeing it as the invisible rain

That night as unusual night can be

The sound of water wash everything away

Even a happiness and I was behind

The curtain seeing it as the invisible rain

People might know it as a lively night

Yes they heard noisy drops of water on the ground

I wish I could have done the same, instead of

Knowing it as the invisible rain

Somewhere In The Night

Somewhere in the night

A twinkling star guide

The moon prince to

His chamber

Somewhere in the night

A sonnet came from

The sky through a prayer’s

Heart

Somewhere in the night

I wish for moonlight

To light my path

To heaven

Somewhere in the night

I was not here crying

I stood there with tears

Hoping to find my lost angel

Somewhere in the night

Loads of songs jingle

Somewhere in the night

Like it used to be