Treasure Island

Didith Marcelo

(January 1,1989 / Phillippines)

The Significant Image

I draw a picture of my imagination,
Setting myself to analyze,
What is the meaning of the image?
I was captivated and anxious.
I stand, leaving the table for a while,
I take a little walk,
and make a cup of coffee.
The aroma is smells good,
sigh, and the feeling seems perfect.
So I went back to the table,
Gazing the image,
Sit back and relax,
As I slowly let go the cup,
By putting it aside,
After taking a little drink.
Staring at the pen,
trying to reach,
While the thoughts is so deep.
To scribble the meaning is the question that set on my mind,
Then a sudden thoughts came,
Like whisper came from nowhere,
Surely it was delivered from heaven.

Compassion, Loyalty, and Love.

Is the only meaning.

Submitted: Monday, May 27, 2013
Edited: Monday, May 27, 2013

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