Silver LiningIt hurts to know..that im living in a life..you have left behind..where wild echoes..haunts the air..and the hands..of a ticking clock..aren't moving..And the only glow here..is the delicate silver lining....that ballets through the air..
No one to BlameIt's been a while since I've felt of existance.My existance.Not that i didnt know i existed, i just didnt know if i was still alive.But it was that time that caused me to crave for love once again.It put me in a position where warmth was the only variable, where i felt real and that i had a rightful place in this world.It was the flower's blooming affection that surrounded me.It didnt matter how far we were literally away from each other. I felt him and he felt me. Those moments left me dazed through out the day. I would smile out of no where in classes and stare into the empty air.It was nice.I knew i was dragging myself back into my own "too affectionate" trap- a trap that i knew existed since the first time i entered a red room of a heart. But its too late now i thought, then decided to set myself free and fly wherever i may.Things were going fine, or at least it felt fine. But eventually i was forced back into reality with some heavy baggage i forgot to lay d
Spring Haikuthon ContestHaiku 1: Caterpillars eatform cacoons on sunlit leavesButterflies awoke Haiku 2: The morning smiles,across the valleys and plains,first cried a new born. Haiku 3: The bright green grass runsdancing through valleys and plainsbringing GREEN to Earth Haiku 4: Cherry Blossoms blush,Dancing with the waltzing breeze,Twirling at the ball. Haiku 5:Feel the warming breeze,caressing your peaceful mind,vanish in thin air. Haiku 6: Letter slowly readthe surge of warmth dance withinFinished with a kiss. Haiku 7: Sees a waterfall,walking down its rugged path,reaching the destined. Haiku 8: Hear the singing birdsA new beginning and hopeThe first sight of Spring Haiku 9: flowers are bloomingrainbows are over flowingbut here i stand gray Haiku 10: Hear the thunder roarclashing through, as the rain poursthe king of the sky. Haiku 11:The stars twinklingwinking at the passers bywatching
ShadowedShe sits in silenceand gently swings her legsShe tries not to breatheand stare aheadfor what seems to be the mirror.She held on tightand hesitatedwhen bright lightscame to a glow,as she gently lay backand falls into the dark.She was afraidof what she saw;her mind was a stormy night.Then in came her visitors,the night breeze brought along;sorrowful spirits became the only passers bywhile low murmurs were lettered to her.She was a monster behind the shadows*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*this was suppose to an emotional poem...but i dont know..i guess it doenst sound so emotional..I did that on the 4th of march 2008,i jst sat in the dark in my room, my window opened with the cold breeze, and across me was a mirror.To me i was a monster..i was completely upsetbut i jst kept staring at myself in the mirror..coz it reminded me of the grudge loland dug my nails into my arm againThat was the only time i was willingly sitting in the dark..im scared of the dark...
set me freeleave me now...leave me now.....set me free.....send me across the air.....where no one will be there.....and i wont be seen....leave me now....toss me on a far away island....set me free...
You and Me AgainI told youthis poemwill be filled with sorrowthis poemof you and me..Made to drain our tears..made to leave trailsof our abandoned story..And now we part again..
This Girl and The Wishing TreeMy umbrella i flung openNot one thats blackOr brightly coloured,deserving attention.But delicately Grey.I pranced gracefully,through falling snow,partnering these glittering dews,under a million eyes.And hummed a tune,of a lullaby,to the midnight sky.Stopping dead in my tracksi gasped at the sight.There stood the wishing treeweeping through the rain.I clambered over,and wrapped an armaround its thick old trunk. dont worry now..I'll take you home..