Wander Around Shibuya
It was Tokyo's dry cold season
I should’ve worn a plaid trench coat
when ‘twas perfect to stroll around.
It felt endless to wander under the lights
of Shibuya Crossing;
My destination was nowhere to be found.
I wish I had attended to late-night parties.
I wish I had joined groups in open streets.
But it was too early to run out of fuel
So, I headed back to my fancy hotel room
with swollen feet.
Before I slept, I thought
“I wish I have seen the blossoming beauty
that grows on Sakura’s twigs…”
But autumn visited too soon;
It hastily vanished with the wind.
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