Winter Morning Poem by Makoto Ogino

Winter Morning



Painful air is
staring me.
Thoughtful light is
stroking me.

Atmosphere that
new day wears
Draws my courage
to upstairs.

Silent time is
passing away.
Now it's time to
next role play.

Human world is
troublesome.
Many things are
dull and glum.

Keep your heart in
icy state
To find new way
for good fate.

Fengleishanren.
12/Jan/2014

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A morning on the way to my working. I feel so cold and alone but also think of my wife and cheer up my mind.
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