Monday, December 27, 2004
Yet another poem
Helpless
Huddled by the window sill,
I looked on through the frosted pane
Hoping to see the flaky spill,
Like Christmas past, this year again.
Greeted by a lovely sight,
I could not help myself but sigh.
The sky was filled with spots of white,
But a single object caught my eye.
Jumping up without a thought,
I grabbed my shoes and my winter coat.
But to my horror the door was locked,
I was trapped within without a hope.
Still I tried to open the door,
Both hands pounding, but all in naught.
Helpless, I watched what was before,
Wanting to cry out in distraught.
Fighting for its very life
A pure white dove trashed in the cold,
In the icy wind, what can survive?
At last it fell still upon the snow.
My aching heart fell silent,
And my tired arms became still.
At least the poor creature’s torment,
Had finally come to an end.
Huddled by the window sill,
I looked on through the frosted pane,
Shivering in the winter chill.
In my heart there was only pain.
Nothing like a poem to express my thoughts and feelings.... Poems can express these like no other forms of writing can.... I wrote this poem thinking of the feelings of helplessness.... of wanting to do something, trying all you can, but still, before your very eyes, everything falls apart.... And the Christmas setting seems perfect.... In the midst of joy, there is pain.... But i think this poem still not that good yet.... the first part doesn't make much sense.... I wanted to portray the boy, or whoever, in the poem searching for the Christmas joy, in this case, snow... but don't think this got across right? damn.... Nevermind, I'll slowly improve =)
And damn, mk is going M'sia, and xin is goin Blangla... so much for the nite birds gathering..... now its more like THE nite bird.... crap.... a lame one for that matter of fact, since I'm P-ban from driving! argh....
P.S. Actually this poem has a deeper meaning, see if u can figure it out
- Emptiness - 12/27/2004 09:21:00 pm
