Friday, April 3, 2009

Of memories

I feel like there's a missing piece in me,
a time where lonely souls like me being weak,
when darkness fills in the night,
nothing else but just me and us.

Of happiness and sadness that spells love,
of fights and tears that spells a curse,
of loneliness and mess that spells a missing you,
of everything i asked for, only ends with tiredness.



Mr_G.A. said...

wow.. such a great... ehem...
im poor in english.. i dont even know how to make a poem. Gambateh... God bless you n your brother.

Mr_G.A. said...

hehehe... i found a poem from Bible. hope you don't mind...

Behold, how pretty are you...
"You have dove's eyes behind your veil.
Your hair is like a flock of goats,
Going down from Mount. Gilead.
Your teeth are like a flock of shorn sheep. which have come uo from the washing,
Every one of which bears twins,
And none is barren among them. Your lips are like a strand of scarlet,
And your mouth is lovely.
Your temples behindyour veil
Are like a piece of pomegranate.
Your neck is like the tower of David,
Built for an armory,
On which hang a thousand bucklers,
All shields of mighty men."
Songs of Solomon4:1-4

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