Grip hard on the sand,
It slips away,
Cling lightly,
It sweeps away.
Let go your hands,
Watch it dance with the wind,
Into memories of you and me,
Wiping me dry of my tears,
Just with the picture of the past.
The window of the past opens,
To let me slip beyond time,
But it only creates a barrier of the present,
For the future is waiting,
For past enmities to be bent.
Just look around you,
Though the sun may never shine brighter,
It’d never fail to wake up each day,
Let me have more in this world,
Not just the rain and shine,
For after the shower,
Comes the colours to paint your life.
Let the after taste,
Light a smile,
The touch of today,
Bring fresh hope,
And the tip of tomorrow,
Trigger a better day.
Look at these clenched hands,
Open and release them,
And as the sand is washed away,
Open up to receive the impossible. -28.05.06
6 comments:
And 2 years ago, ur english was still bloody brilliant. What d heck is emnities??
haha, not emnities, it's enmities. it's the other noun for enemies, like, grudges or something
why didn't you send your poem to the school magazine?
It's nice, although I don't know what it really means as my English sucks.
English is like Chinese.
Only the whole grammar thing is different.
haruchan> Well, I just write for my own self satisfaction, haha. No lah, usually poems it's up to you to interpret it your way. Not like SPM mah, haha, got answer scheme.
seng> I'm not sure bout that since I have no clue about Chinese, hehe.
so poetic la u.. see my english kanasai one. xD
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