My only source of light comes from happiness,darkness from depression ..one gone and another arrived.
Sunday, October 03, 2004
To Be or not to BE
Deep..deep down in the well
with a desperate urge to get out.
But can't.
A poor little child feels lost,
wanting most to be pacified
and loved but not.
What is deemed as wonderful and extravagent,
seemed so perfect ..
Perfectly hidden is a small scar,
an irrevocable mistake-Once.
Closed to all but open to One.
A Window with grills
but no curtains.
What is the use of Safety,
When there is no Privacy?
An amaturish poem.
A sudden burst of emotion ,
sense of helplessness..
none of reconcilation , of solutions .
Left to fend for oneself-MYSELF .
Eh on this melocholny saturday night..i have nothing esle to do but to write simple and "weird" poem . It may seem weird or absurd,nonsensical even to some of you . It is not an abstract idea , its not the imagerys but the feel of it . I dunno maybe im the only one who can understand this because i created it keke...I suddenly feel the urge to pen down this and Ta~da~ this is it.
Eh lemme me know your interpretations , your feelings when you read it (irritated or confused by all the "unfitting" parts ) . Then maybe i will tell you my feelings when i was writing it ,thats provided if you want to know. keke :)
Penned @
1:40 AM
