Red round, Beloved
A dot where signal will blink
At a looking eye--
I bought a keychain of Daruma without one eye, wishing to draw the missing one soon when my wish comes true….
❤️
Red Round
Tag: love
You Ask Me
You ask me, my Love
What a heart I want to hug.
That that that sense
Senses as deep, vast, warm and clear
With a throne for it to roar--
roar? or meow…. 😻
Dandelions
It's dandelions
Waving me sweetly saying
"Your greeting turns me
To be."
They nod to my footsteps.
They wave to my breathing.
They be in this journey--
A chain of dreams
That fly to their home,
You.
yellow cuty!
dreams ready to go home
a celebration of meanings
it’s just everywhere — dandelions in Japan grass verge
some to be delivered
Bowing
Bowing, Beloved
I to all telling me off
That I am lower.
I’m bowing to all, I’m in a lowest position to respect the whole universe–
Thank you.
Brightened
Dear Life....
Even if you're as gloomy as dull days,
I'll brighten you up.
There is so much colour saved for
You.
let’s start with yellow
then more…..
yet I truly know my colours don’t always make others’ day so I decided to be as bright as I can be & won’t let others’ colour bother me
Signs Everywhere
Signs are everywhere
Telling me what river says.
Hi Numbers, thank you.
26 is like poets telling me to keep writing poems outside work.
36 is telling me to be just human being.
79 is telling me to make decision strongly when needed.
can you see the bird? 💕 what sign is that?
Tea
Tea, Beloved? Yes.
Served with no sugar, with love
In a lovely day
Leftover of Cherry Blossoms in Tokyo
thank you for the company!
be always loved!
How I Thank
How I thank, my love
To the spaciousness within?
Dancing or singing?
Or simply talking nonsense
In a morning cup of tea?
Soaring
Soaring, Beloved
With this wind beneath my wings--
This breathing frees us.
This Heart
This heart is working
And resting while you're pulsing.
Never stop loving--
it’s a machine producing vibe in life, hope in every step — heart it is
A Ghost Within
She's a ghost within
Drawn with steps, breaths and thoughts.
Colouring a life--
a ghost within reminding me everyday that no one is perfect
a self portrait of 50% or maybe 0% or maybe 100% each day I touch it
looking like a ghost of my own dead
😁
Beauty Admired
How beautiful he is
Like a butterfly
Flying on a daisy
To another so lightly.
A daisy she is
Just one of the visited
Then forgotten
Like her own petals
Falling one by one.
Age, Beloved
Counts.
Dissolved
Dissolved, Beloved
To the air that we both breathe.
I'm full with your love.
AI-ed
Loving it❣️❣️❣️
I miss playing in the rain, splashing mud to celebrate my day with standing water
loving doing it in front of mirror
a favourite pose of selfie
when I want to look pretty
🌻
Leaping Heart (ranting)
What I’ve felt about myself for the last two weeks has been amazing at the same time embarrassing. The amazement of seeing how heart can leap just because of listening to someone’s voice is unbearable. The embarrassment of seeing how this heart is still leaping because of listening to someone’s voice is also unbearable.
Do I want to keep it?
I don’t have any plan. I just want to enjoy how my heart does this so genuinely. And at the same time I probably would love to see if that voice is just an acting disc that hits one wall but actually targets another side. Something new, something that might give me a different turn in my journey– I don’t want to trust any human being living but myself , but this journey is what I believe.
Beloved, show me the true face of Life in which….
You show the true face of Death.
Thank you.
true face of life & death
Playing
Shadow, Beloved
With whom this body's playing.
Well dissipated--
some people prefer working on their shadows, I’m in
Written
Oh, Beloved, my!
It's written. Who will read it?
If no heart recites.
maktoub
Silhouette
🍀
I Won’t Stop
💕
Three
It's three, Beloved
Walking the path to the light.
Bless us. Please bless us.
Folded Paper
Folded paper, Love
Hides faces, shows a
figure.
Bowing to the soul--
bowing to the soul by not bowing
Fast Moving Slow Time
If I could fold time,
I would fold it a thousand times
So I could meet you soon.
Yet if time were folded a thousand times,
How short time would be,
And how short I can chat with you.
Can time be made origami?
Being a flower when I'm with you,
Its petals would be sprayed with gallons of musk
That evaporates like your shadows--
Being white paper when I'm alone,
It would be on which I write signs
That would easily guide the meanings-- and
The riddle is over.
How about it?
or slow moving fast time
White Flowers
White flowers, my love
Hidden behind a faint smile--
A sweet scene to see
💕
It’s All Around You
It's all around you
The music that falls in love
With that that plays it.
let’s dance until all notes fall off
Curtains
Curtains, Beloved:
Drawn to find your pretty face;
Closed to hide my heart--
“hello, black cat”, said a lady
“hello, white shadow”, said a cat
Weeping Reed
Weeping reed, my love
Sway gracefully by the breeze.
Longing for summer--
💕
Seigaiha
Missing the calmness that sings.
Missing the peace that dances.
Missing the cheer than paints.
Missing the stillness that recites.
Missing all that lives caressing this hair
With the breeze of love
Of love
Of love.
Life is just like that.
Just like
You--
Seigaiha
I’ve Started Thinking
I've started thinking
And it's started with you. You
That I've been thinking--
you’re the rhythm in the musical staff; you’re the rhyme in my head
The Waving Hair
The waving hair, Love.
The ears listening to you.
Black, white, green and blue.
turquoise, Beloved…. 🍀
rike jokanan 
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