Why is my life so unfortunate? Why all the bizarre twists and turns
come to me? I am really pissed as today went wild and eventually forced
me to postpone my trip from tomorrow to Sunday. What happened? GRRR I
don’t think I can even think about it anymore.
A poem I wrote couple of days back. I hope you all will enjoy it and will have the best of the weekends.
Waiting For The Last Summer Rain.
Among the crowd he wandered,
With thoughts that wondered,
About life that seems normal,
Alien for him from the path fate paved.
A summer storm loomed above and all around,
The singing birds silenced by a rumble,
The fear in the eyes of those birds said,
More about what is to come than the past.
He walked away from the streets,
And in a deserted corner stood,
Unknowing what felt inside was real,
Or another fancy thought that may drag,
Him down way below the land he stood.
He knew no ways around this town,
None of the faces any way familiar,
He never meant to go anywhere he realized,
He never spoke to himself either.
Inside, he felt lost for all he felt for that girl,
As deep into the halls of mind silence penetrated,
Leaving mind astray with no hope of recovery,
Burying deep his love still listening to her silence.
The norm of the world stopped,
More dreams from sprouting,
As inside he felt what felt was wrong,
And must be washed away in the last rain,
Of a turbulent summer he wished never existed.
Love still remained untold and unfelt,
Leaving another wound inside that will never heal,
He wiped away the tears he felt in his eyes,
And then without a thought I crossed the street,
To offer some words to console his broken heart,
The closer I reached the blurry became my eyesight,
But nothing wrong was there with my vision,
It was him, who was fading and shrinking,
And in my awe of surprise I stood still,
How long I don’t know I stood there in awe,
But felt ashamed and sad,
When the flower seller passing by said,
In her perplexed and humorous tone,
“Why are you staring at your own shadow sir?”
Oh how beautiful…I love this. Great writing!
=TBR=
omgosh urs is so good i don’t think i could ever write someting that good mine will suck compared to urs hahaha wow that’s really amazing i love it but ill give it a try
sometimes people need to teach themselves how to love….it can be a known gift to most..but some people are taught the value of love by others…
and i have yet to learn what love is… god will have someone teach me the values of love…
🙂
Thank you so much for your words of wisdom and encouragment!
As you’ve said, “The Signature Of A True Human Is The Smile He/She Brings On The Face Of Others.” You have placed a wonderful signature because I smiled for the longest times when I read this magnificent work of art… This poem brought back such love and memories and I think I could connect with the meaning behind. Amazing. What really caught me is the surprise you painted in the end! Never have I met anyone with a talent. 🙂
I am sorry to hear about your misfortune. Sometimes, we have those moments. “It is the pain, sorrow, and disappointment that gets us going. Without them, we will never know our potential, and the joy that will come to us when we overcome them.” I hope that you have the best weekends. If you’re still in a bad mood, remember that tomorrow is another new day. Make the best of it. 😀 I wish you well!
Cool poem!
Oh, so you personally know this “person?” And yes, I love how different people look at poems in their own terms…I don’t think poems can really be misinterpreted since everyone has their views on things…Oh yeah, glad ya liked my quote. 🙂
Good luck with the move, and God bless.
Wonderful writing..enjoyed very much… I didnt realize we had all of this talent here in good old Milwaukee..
amazing
<3
thanks so much for the “sneak peak” haha of your upcoming poem!!! can’t wait to read the whole thing..it was marvelous. due to school being crazy and busy i haven’t had time to check out that link and read the story, but i hope to some time….evnetualyl…when i dont’ have eons and eons of things to do, sigh.
this poem…oh wow..oh wow oh wow…that last line, that puts an amazingly different spin on everything in the poem…gorgeous. gorgeous. i keep rereading it because i reach that last line and crave to understand it more so i reread it, again and again, haha….beautiful. so sad, so pure, i love the thought process that the character goes through…and i also just really like the second to last verse. just even in isolatino it really reached out to me, and combined with the rest of the poem those are really dynamic lines to me. beautiufl!!! as always, haha.