Sta.sh
I.
The next day
When the sun shone through the cherry blossoms
And the footprints of last night had almost faded
They found the man
Lying on his bed like a paint-stained leaf
Encircled in red
Like a pool of colored tears
A ragged hole in his golden heart
He was smiling that night
Maybe he was dreaming
Of the rivers singing in the sun
And the chrysanthemums blooming in spring.
II.
In the same house
In the next room
They found the woman
Her mouth as wide and pained
As the gaping hole in her stomach
Her husband's old knife in her hand
Her eyes are lunar eclipses
The same ones she feared as a child
In her caretaker's arms
The lamp behind her is turned off
She looks dreadfully ugly.
III.
Under the bridge
Whose completion we celebrated
Many nights ago
There flows a river
Where the lillies were plentiful
And where we had found him
Limp as a dead fish
He smelled of blood and rivers
And a married man's wife
The sword he often used
Is right there just by the old tree
It's cracked and rusted
And covered in
Red.
IV.
These blooms have wilted
Take what you want, then lose it
Only Death has won.
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I wrote the poem in between studying for my exams in Economics and Religion, and it was rather quick to write. You have to read the actual story itself to understand the meaning, but I rather do like it as a stand-alone poem as well. 
I have to apologize, however; my knowlegde of traditional Japanese culture is rather limited so I can't say for sure if my poem is politically correct. 
Oh well. 
BTW, what did Miss Fernandez say about the poem?