-t.f.s.

SUCCESS

Sometimes,

Success is not getting

what you can,

but giving up

what you have

©J P Lee

29 June 2023

A Gogyoshi Poem (5)

Photo: J P Lee

Circle of substances.

Body being accumulated

shot in a deadly dream

songs are playing in grave

Words filled with blood

whisper to my universe

myths i couldn't hear,

Like an acid in my body

the whole world destroys me,

it eats me and never swallow

chewing me like a gum

to welcome nightmares

at my mind's door.

It happened again,

one night,million times,

they enter infinity.

Those cut wrists,

lips swollen

death is coming

to a near end.

"End is

beginning,

beginning is

the end."

-Voices repeat.

-t.f.s.

That's wow.

Hopefully -

In seven years I’ll be a different person,

And in my stride

I seem to find

That belief an assertion.

It’s not as if I’m struggling,

To find out who I am.

It’s just that thought of deep unrest is bubbling,

To the surface,

Again.

To be alone cathartic,

Apart from life

A part of life.

To regain my composure,

To ensure I find closure.

There are meanings to these thoughts

These thoughts I feel and hold.

There’s times upon the horizon,

Still yet to be told.

There’s loss upon my path, to radiant perfection.

Wether it be at my hands or through times of inflection.

It’s impossible to feel loss,

Without once having had.

So that’s will be my goal,

A story yet untold.

I’ll collect many more memories, and experiences.

And have myself,

To mould.

I miss you like I miss my old self,

Being proud with who I was,

but nobody craved for my love anymore

so I took care of my spirit

just like watering a plant.

-t.f.s.

Pleasure.

you'll leave me untouchable,

lack of self-control,

you see another victim

suffering from deficiency,

keep your eyes closed when

I try to get the pain away

while stealing a kiss from your lips.

denying to love me is another

pointless option,don't play

too roughly on me.

I want to taste the

victory with you,

just like the entirety

that we dance through.

give in completely

when you feel me,

liars like you keep

so many surprises inside.

remind me of the

taste of love,touch me

with your fingers that

want to scratch my flesh.

do my lips deserve

your unearthly fruit?

and the color that

illuminates your

corners,magical

and full of secrets,

pleasure is a food

for our emotions,

right?

let your movements

be honest with my body

and let your hands sink

into my paradise.

𝖍.𝖕. 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖈𝖗𝖆𝖋𝖙🖤🐙

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Senryū IX

Through the misty glass

forgotten truth remains as

pieces are folded .

-t.f.s.

*

In a liftetime

I'll be the night

surrounding you

drowning you

in magical sleep.

Tomorrow is

a new day line,

and i'll be close

as if it's the last

breath I'd take,

but when I am

a reason for you,

keep breathing-

time's with us.

-t.f.s.

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