The humid air of late November
as chills ran down into my spines
A scene I dare not to remember;
I hope not to risk this life on to the line
The cold soils of this eerie town
is where I found my beloved one
His head was beaten, so badly done...
I felt suffocated, all I could do was frown~
I noticed that his mouth was open
as if screaming words with no words spoken
all I could do was look into the heavens
and cried for all the dreams that were broken
As I saw his corpse lying there
I want to scream, shriek and curse;
but fearing that someone might be there~
this burning anger just turned out hoarse
hence that day my senses shocked;
My sanity gone, my intellect locked~
forgetting the existence of clock,
to save myself, m y lips remained locked
hence that day I saw his corpse
was the day that I have forgotten when to speak~
*The poem I submitted to the 10th regional press conference, won 7th place out of 70+ contenders :p not bragging, just sharing~
#now playing- The day you went away by m2m.. a song for you =_=
*been lonely since the day you went away~
Friday, December 25, 2009
The day I have forgotten when to speak
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