and so it creeps back
this unyielding thorn,
when the defenses crack,
and certainty's torn.
to find my way through
not knowing how i started
is harder when the truth
is easily discarded.
to silence the query
and the noises in my head
when i'm nothing but wary
about all that you've said;
is impossible, it seems
when i'm thinking of you
with all of the dreams
and words to undo.
but you're still on my mind
and hanging on strong.
you're all that i find
in every word, thought, and song.
so you came to me
from some place safe
but you came to be
an absolute waste.
(Kuala Lumpur,6 March,2005)
A poem of beauty, with the inevitable heartache attached... To write in such meaningful words thats flow with rhythm and rhyme is truely genius.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem ended up in a bitter state of mind.