The Space In Between

You know the times, when you wake up in the morning and stare blankly into the ceiling, and wonder, "What should I do today?" That's basically my life. Real fun. Life's like a neverending cycle of contradictions. Waiting in earnest for exams to be over, only to dread the boredom of having nothing to do in the holidays. Perhaps its just me, but I bet i'm not the only one. I have to admit that there are things to do, people to meet, games to play, movies to watch, books to read. But always, something missing. Even in the company of friends, the lingering feeling is always there, like a phantom stalking me, ready to pounce at me the moment the fun and laughter stops. That's the emptiness I feel, which seems to paint my surroundings grey and dull, bleak and inanimate. Emptiness, the place in between, a place where no one else can enter, that time just seems to stand still......

Saturday, December 11, 2004

2 short, 1 long poem

Forgetfulness

The reason I tend to forget –
Countless things I dread to regret.
But more than these combined is that,
My heart, my mind, with you, are kept.


Shattered

When you brush ‘gainst me,
And you say ‘sorrie’,
One blow more it be,
My heart in agony.

Knowing you treat me,
Distant and apart,
Still far do I be,
From your thoughts and heart.


Pearls

Divers search,
For treasures heard.
Risk their lives,
With deep sea dives.

Giving all,
To heed the call.
Of shiny pearls,
And treasure hauls.

Though sought are these,
The prize of seas,
To me they just,
Are specks of dust.

For I have found,
That gold, renown,
Cannot compare,
To that, most rare.

For that alone,
I’ll give all known,
For you, my girl,
My deep sea pearl.


All these were composed while thinking about Pearl.... maybe i'd give the last one to her if we ever get together.... wahhaa.... what's with me and poetry now a days? goodness.... I never ever composed poetry before I started blogging, and that's like a few days ago only -- this week!

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