Four SeasonsA puddle of water
Reflection of white concrete
Reminds me precisely
Of I in a place
A piece of heaven.
The breeze spells calm
I blithely danced with the warm music,
And the sea waves
Bring joy to my heart.
Finding is not, for already there is
It has found me but as soon
As it did
It fled away...
Farther, until I
See no more
But I am happy.
The traces are there,
Scattered.
I collect them every morning.
And shine them by night.
And the shards that keep
My wounds throbbing
are the constant
And painful reminiscent
Of the life
That gave me life.
-elliot
2 comments:
Ikaw nagsulat nung poem?
I love the picture of four seasons =D wish we had the 4 seasons, especially fall, in the Philippines.
-ilia
Yeah I wrote it. Kasi nalalapit na ung March 14 and nakakaramdam ako ng bouts of depression gawa ng it's been a year na pala..Pero everything's like a dream. It's pitiful how frail the human memory is...Di kayang magrewind, andaling makalimot kahit na pinramis mo na di mo kakalimutan. Slowly but surely, the memories do drift away..along with the feeling. haha. That's a fact--a sad one.
Keri lang ba ung poem? I just played the cadence by ear eh. Wala tlga kong alam sa mga principles sa paggawa ng poems. hehehe.
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