Wednesday, January 05, 2005
A poem by Zuby-chan
Me, Myself.. and I

To search amongst clouds..
for a drop of rain..

To strain against nature's rustle..
for the beauty of song..

To plead warmth..
on the sun's fiery plane..

How blind was I..
How deaf was I..
How foolish was I..

That flowed in my veins was gold..
not red..

That flowed out my eyes was diamond..
not water..

That flowed within my heart was pride..
not fear..

How blind was I..
How deaf was I..
How foolish was I..

Death hovers before my eyes..
but no..
I am immortality..

The night sky looms black as ebony..
but no..
I am the sun..

The earth shakes beneath my feet..
but no..
I am a bird..

How blind was I..
How deaf was I..
How foolish was I..

Sadly..
Despairingly..
Regretfully..

Spilt blood cannot be revived..
Time that passed cannot be reversed..

O' Allah I surrender myself to fate..
for my inspiration that hit me..
was too late..
 
posted by Nurdiyana at 11:12 PM |


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