Sunday, January 20, 2013

Frustrating revised : number 8

It's very frustrating to make a poem in a foreign language.
Sometimes I think it is nonsense.
But I will explain my thoughts in the following poem.



 ( number 8 : revision 1 )
A poem of a barbarian


A poem should be a row of beautiful words like a pearl necklace.
And it should be a flow of comfortable sounds like a bird singing.
And also it should be a pill of tranquilizer like a mother's lullaby.

However,
A poem of a barbarian is a mass of ugly words like an aftermath of an earthquake.
And it is a tangle of moans and groans like fighting beasts.
And also it is a mass of rock salt like a broken heart.

But, I beg you not to turn a deaf ear to my words. 

Because,
It's a eruption of passion which can't have proper words.
And it's a burning of the soul which can't be cooled anymore.
And also it's a rumble of beating at the door
Which a barbarian is never allowed to go through.

Friday, January 18, 2013

frustrating : number 8

It's very frustrating to make a poem in foreign language.
Sometimes I myself think of this attempt as nonsense.
So,  I try to make a poem about what this attempt is.




A poem of a barbarian ( number 8 : revision 0 )



A poem should be a row of beautiful words like a pearl necklace.
And it should be a stream of comfortable sounds like a bird's carol.
And also it should be a pill of tranquilizer like a mother's lullaby.

But,
A poem of a barbarian is a mass of ugly words like an aftermath of an earthquake.
And it is a tangle of moans and groans like grappling beasts.
And also it is a mass of rock salt like a typhoon blow.

But, I beg you not to shut your ears. 

Because,
It's a burst of passion which can't have proper words.
And it's a shaking of soul which can't be calm anymore.
And also it's a sound of beating the gate door
Which a barbarian is never allowed to go through.