words under vertigo

like a falling debris from a construction site
slowly committing suicide as it touches
the ground, again I looked up

 

to witness how words magnetized the tongue
to remain silent as if under oath,
the oath to abandon solitude

 

in its imprisoned cradle humming a familiar
song only the heart understands unless
the words are triggered to end,

 

to end the reign of fear inside the brain,
twisting and distorting the reality until
words under vertigo.

 

 

First published in Contemporary Verse 2

the fall of sakuras

witnessing the fall of sakuras
is waiting for love to go
beyond love.

 

love is but a distance,
from the tree, the flowers
plunge into the abyss
like my heart into yours.

 

the pink petals, one by one,
descend in the rhythm of
the wind as the sunlight
draws its lines, painting
radiance.

 

this winter I embrace
maidenhood with a smile,
I am afraid the sakuras
will soon wither.