Poem { Old man in a park }

by Hiro Kota

-Contents-

1.{Tunnel}

2.{Used books}

3.{Vehicles}

4.{Leaves}

5.{ Nanakamado }

6.{Past in darkness}

7.{Time not waite}

8.{ Spring }

9.{Old man in a park}

10.{ Dark-all -about }

11.[Endless]

 

 

 

 

{Tunnel}

 

In the tunnel

Train disappeared

Smoke is a sign of

Reminding that he went in

To ear shaky sounds also remained

He is in a tunnel

Deep in the mountain

Train runs through tunnel

Hiking in a high sky

A trace of smoke in between tunnel

Tells he is there

 

 

 

{Used books}

 

Town is less crowded than usual

Symbolizing depressed year-end

Standing on the street

A number of stores

Where second-hand books are piled up

Searching for the one

That was wanted for many years

Oh! Thatfs there in the shelf

Astonished!

By a terribly skyrocketed price

 

 

 

{Vehicles}

 

 

On the roof

Of department store

Vehicles squeeze in

Parking lots

 

More and more people

Expecting gifts for someone

Who love

 

Things have gone in this way

For many years

Even we are not aware of

The way should be

In the past

Gifts for Christmas

Brought into vehicles

 

 


{Leaves}

 

 

Falling leaves of cherry trees

On the paved road in the morning hours

Red pigmentation deposited on the abatical surface

 

The chilly day

Antocyanine accumulation

Resulted in the unbelievable color development

On leaves

As a memorable landmark of this winter

 

 

 

 

{ Nanakamado }

 

Freezing temperature

In the mountain high

Striking signal of the nature

Is reddish coloration

In Nanakamado trees

 

Oh!  how such an unbelievable red color

She got

In all the mountains

Red spot spread around

Indicative that fall is just over

 

 


{Past in darkness}

 

Nothing reminds me

When dawn starts

And where sunset exists

Nothing reminds me

When spring started

Where winter came from

 

Just like as the train pulls

My body

Toward destruction

No time to be remained

For remembrance

Because

Past is in an absolute darkness

 

 



{ Time not wait }

 

Surprise is how it happened

So soon

Surprise is how fast itf gone

Age is a thing that we can count

From the present point

Regret and self-complains

Never be recovered

Undoubtedly, no one can stop a time

But the time goes on as long as

The universe keeps expanding

Time never be returned


{ Spring }

 

Yellow willow leaves

Flying in a town

Overcrowded by buildings

All over

Slightly weak leaves

In the branches

Reflection of spring existence

 

Weather is comfortably enough

To support willow trees to grow

Nature can tell us consequences

 

 

 

 

 

{Old man in a park}

 

On a bench in a small park

An old man left behind

Sunset reflects to his face

Symbolizing silver mustache

On his face

 

Taking a day light

All through

Just time passed away

As if his entire life span

Old man left a bench

In this cold winter time

 

 

 

 

{ Dark-all -about }

 

 

Losing light and dark begins

Someone disappears in dark

No shadow in dark

 

Someone disappears in dark

No wind

No whistle blows

No smell

No one touches to the body

 

Suddenly someone

Emerged from it

That's the dark is all about

 

 


[Endless]

 

To this limited life

Darkness may exist at the end

 

To this limited night

Bright morning occurs

 Even in the perfect endless

 

To this limited life

Generation may sustain

In hopeful endless