Something To Call My Poetry

Wednesday, September 08, 2004

The Dream Place From The Wrong Place

How about a day dreaming?
Which chills you a real feeling
of places that you'd been to
but can never go back again

How about a cold sleep
snuggles up in a thick blanket
Like hibernation in the winter
When snow falls all around you

The amber glow in a snowy night
A peaceful but blissfully depressing mode
Passing by strangers
Who never really care about you

Wednesday, September 01, 2004

Remembrance

I feel the cool breeze from outside
Could it be from the Winter Wonderland?

Remember the days
When I lied on the roof
And gazed at the sky
on a cool summer day?

Remember the days
When I woke up, opened the curtains
And saw snow falling slowly
from the winter sky?

Remember the days
When all the trees are so colourful
And were complimented by
foggy and frosted fall air?

Remember the days
When the first warm wind
Blew your cheerful heart
With a hint of spring arrival?

Going Home

You were right
What's the point
and the hope
of coming home?

It was just a way to console myself
by saying, "It's not bad after all"
But it is getting worse
Things kinda getting out of hand

I feel the changes in me
I'm trying to get away from it
But it's inevitable

Prelude

It's all about human sins
isn't it?
The ugly faces of human kind...