It's been nearly a month since I posted the first part of Opulent Madness. It's just a long break. Part II of Opulent Madness will be posted soon but in the meantime, here's a spontaneous poem:
Deeply Wounded
A lie? A thought? A dream?
All this time have I been stronger or weaker?
The knife has stabbed me and the wound runs deep,
Like a blind diver who plunges into the sea,
Looking for the mermaid he may never find.
I love the one who does not love me,
Yet I insist on pursuing it,
Will it all be for nought in the end when I die?
This new feeling is a bastard because it does
Nothing but grind my heart like rock on glass.
I am in pain in my heart,
For the flower chooses not to bloom at me,
Shall I wait and keep watering until I wilt,
While the bees are busy sucking her nectar?
I have already done much and I am lost.
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z,u must know when 2 put full stop..life goes on
ReplyDeleteWhoever you are.... Sometimes I vent through poetry, through workout, through gaming, through going out, etc. Life for me does not end here, for it only ends when I die. Furthermore, this poem is going to be connected to Opulent Madness Part II.
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