W
What if letters mean nothing?
Imagine if u is an unfinished dream of a sculptor;
I is a coarse match
of hide-and-seek between dot and dash;
And v is the vista in the broken fingers?
The intangible words formed by footwork of a raven
Cannot show the true pain of pulsating megnatar –
The twinge of universe for being far from tears and
Silence which can break the core of white dwarf.
2013-06-02
W, continues
Sometimes I feel hurt because nothing is kind enough to hurt
me,
So, I tried to find sadness in the sunset but without my
Tormentor that’s also in vain.
I’ve paid a heavy price for being taken care of without my
consent:
I’ve forgotten –like hope vanishes from a jumper’s eyes
who’d forgotten his parachute –the art to shed tears on a pillow.
I feed myself with artificial dangers:
To look at a tornado’s simulation and shout, “come to me,
baby” only to find it has changed its route!
Then, I feel God has “dumped” me for the sake of my happiness, eh…[i]
I begged and begged but no mysterious knock on door in the
dread of the night woke me up from my long bearish stupor;
Or to tell me about the traveler who has lost in wilderness
of a brightly-lit room.
When I looked down from my space shuttle’s lone window, I
saw radiation has already burnt down my home to ashes.
2013-06-13
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