somehow, i've got some inspiration in writing poem-liked stuff. here goes:
clothes scattered everywhere, bags left open lying dead, rotting.
bleary-eyed, using massive effort,
dragging my feet from here to there, with a gigantic bear in my arms.
and one day, i knew, one day, it shall not be there anymore,
the space in the lounge shall be left empty, and so does the space in my heart.
once, i was positive about this.
once, i was eager to have it this way.
once, i was determined to do it this way.
yet, now, when the time comes, i have changed.
three years ago, was a girl , face brightly lit when heard of the name.
three years later, dreading of hearing the name.
two months ago, she was excited of the environments she was going to,
two months later, she was afraid of what belies there.
till the day when it is zipped up,
shall be the day she leaves,
by then, who shall be the one who misses the other, more, i wonder.
lets hope that this is not the end of anything.
smiles, that could lit up one's day,
must be prolonged.
to continue on with our lives.
I will miss you guys!!
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it is like a black hole , that sucks everything in your life into it,
till the more you explored into the depth of it, the harder you can escaped from it.
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