paper lanterns hung
lighting hearts with a sweet hope
a reverent night
~
parades and fireworks
dance along with soothing breeze
farewell summer days
~
the layers of sins
shed at the end of summers
awakening soul
~
year half gone, half left
smile, celebrate nagoshi
chew guava candies
*Written in response of Carpe Diem # 231.
the days of past
leave a certain trace
on the life’s mast
which is not always a grace,
.
they do leave a certain trace
which influences our future sail
which won’t always be a grace
because of the troubling gale
.
which influences our future sail
on the life’s mast
because of the same troubling gale
of the days of past.
(Poetic form:- Pantoum)
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