Poetic

Where would your heart be when everything takes place so quickly? Admit fact that we are all like the sea water drifting to nowhere .. .. Each and every word my own, each and every emotions i own...

Monday, December 06, 2004

Mirror

This poem was written on the 29th of November 2004

I stare hard into the mirror and saw a vague image of a girl.
She came right infront of me,
Her eyes was wet with tears.

I stretched out my hand to wipe off the tears,
my finger tips turned cold.
Her tears was so cold.

She locked herself up in her room,
so alone, so alone... ...
The room felt so cold... ...

She was having the hardest part of her life,
that is,unable to expresss her emotions.
I shed tears for her.

I felt her thoughts,
I saw her thoughts,
she wanted somebody.

A somebody she wanted to call out to,
a somebody she realise she don't even know,
a somebody whom she needed so badly.

I touched her heart and felt the broken pieces.
That cold and empty heart of hers was dying,
it was left to cry forever... ...

I looked into the mirror longer,
and,i couldn't take such a tragedy anymore,
many a tear left my eye for this sorrowful little girl.

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