Saturday, July 10, 2004
:: something out of nothing ::
did this while waiting for a friend on the steps of city hall mrt station a few days back, then i copied it down here as a draft when i got back home, just finished it;
Tears
Beneath
the darken skies
Underneath
my solemn eyes
Fighting tears
threatening to fall
as the rain gently
poured
the rose in my hand
sullen petals
a sadden stalk
peltered lightly
by the raindrops
soft as feathers -
Then
a blink of an eye
The struggle is lost
or maybe not
for the tears are hidden
as they slowly
befallen
together with the rain
across my cheek.
copyright © 2004 by november9th
funny how thoughts can just hit you like that when u least expected it, and then flow into something like this.
wen|ong @ 6:56 PM
Parting is such sweet sorrow,
That I shall say 'Good night' till it be morrow.
