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...

Tuesday, May 10, 2005

Yet to say goodbye

The is the very last poem i wrote during my stay in the Philippines. I wrote this on the last day when we left around 4am in the morning. To me, it's the best i've written among the 3 poems...

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Morning was still dark,
the sun has yet to rise.
Empty was the streets,
silence filled the streets.

I looked at the road ahead of me,
I long to see you,
I waited ... ...
There wasn't any figure of you coming to me.

Dark was the morning,
sour was my eyes,
I started to cry.
I've yet to say goodbye.

As the sun starts to light the day,
I wonder if you're awake,
I wonder if you feel the same,
I wonder if you didn't wish we'll part.

Time is my fear,
for I wonder if we'll ever meet again.
To meet, to know and then to part,
is the saddest tale of the human's heart!

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