竜巻歩行者/Tornado Walker

For those who walk among terror, hurt, and pain.

竜巻歩行者

As if woven by Night, does he advance beneath the stars?

Listening intently to the whispers of fragile zephyrs?

Even if these whispers are but figments of his own imagination?

Could he possibly relate to others?  

See the pain and sorrow in their eyes?

"Absolutely" says he, but it is a falsehood of the heart?

Rippling cries, dripping lower

Until all the drops converge in a storm of dead emotions?

Winds always circumambulating about his translucent figure-- how could he-- why would he?

And the skies address him as a force?

This walker among terror, fear, and hurt?

Ah, it is but an act?

Really?  That stark countenance of his was rehearsed?

I don't believe it.

Author's Note

A/N: I hope you read this as a phenomenon of nature. Whether it is a natural disaster or a natural wonder is not for me to say. Enjoy.

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Reviews

[Priyanka Natesh]

This work took me a double take to understand the essence of. And I still don't know if I got it all... it gives a tepid feel... More like a natural disaster to me, than a natural wonder.

It's a great work. Would you mind explaining the notion(s) behind this poem?

Thank you:)

[Writer #00]

Thank you much for reading, and I would most definitely not mind explaining what I had in mind for this poem, thanks for asking instead of giving up : )

I wrote it about someone I know, so I guess it is difficult to understand if you don't know the person : ) And, yes, I view it as a natural disaster, too. Basically, it speaks about people's projected emotions versus their subconscious and/or internal emotions. I'm being a bit skeptical about the actuality of people, even those we consider friends, which is why every sentence, despite its (mostly) declarative nature, ends in a question mark. Not even those things we hold as "true" about people can be concretely so because it is impossible to truly know anything a person wishes to hide (and this includes subconscious burials). The final sentence is about the individual, the narrator, so it is an actual declarative statement. The narrator cannot believe that the society it lives in is full of people who are so untrusting of one another that they must hide their true feelings behind masks of what is expected. It is this perception that leads the narrator to believe that those who walk in our chaotic, tornado-of-a-world, are incapable of having any sincere interactions with one another (lines 4 through 9) The narrator neglects to consider the possibility that people's true feelings aren't hidden, but complex byproducts of the natural progression of the "human", and are therefore to complex to be understood by anyone without of any individual's Self--that, perhaps, people interpret certain "projections" as is convenient for them, ignoring the other elements swirling around as each person walks in its own tornado of emotions.

[Lexi Villanueva]

This is very meaning ful and deep it's
Sad and u can visualize it so clear this poem
Wonderful keep up writing:-100

[Writer #00]

Thanks much; I meant it to be a bit bittersweet... : )

[Xerclipse]

I love how the lines are oriented for the poem. Words are definitely meaningful. Keep it up.

[Writer #00]

Thanks. It's supposed to be a tornado-y shape.

[Shep]

Strong words bring strong emotion. These words do that. Nicely done

[Writer #00]

Thank you for the feedback. I wasn't sure what emotions this would bring to others. It was inspired by a person.

[Rhianne Ney]

I loved this and it's really well written and the japanese words are great~!

[Writer #00]

Thanks! It means a lot to me.

[Rhianne Ney]

You're welcome~!