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Friday, August 15, 2008

poems
tree;

by: Irma Syafiqah Bte Mahat
copyrightedd-

alone at last
with no where to run
i stand out the building
in the dark, with no sun

i cried for help
but no one could hear me
i cried in the dark
as the moon comforted me

the darkness grew darker
i started running for help
and soon i was frighten
by the shiver i felt

soon i grew tired
of running around
i saw this big gloomy tree
trip it's roots and fell down

i got up to my feet
and look up at it
there was something familiar
but i didn't know what it is

i walk closer
then i felt warm-ish
it was my childhood memories
that i was soon swarm with

i hug it ,like as if
i had it all for myself
i loved it like a brother
or sister or maybe itself

then i remembered why
it was left this way
then i felt so terrible of myself
for leaving it away

i cried for several hours
kept weeping and weeping
but the tree comforted me somehow
then i felt tired, i was sleeping

the next morning i woke up
found myself in bed
tuck in neatly
"she's awake" someone said

i woke up to my surprise
that my family was beside me
then soon i realise
that the tree was no longer there
but in my heart it always is....

i heart poems.

irma-

愛の嵐で　離したくない/I don't want to let go of this storm of love @ 8:43 PM