Eva Clara Harahap

Rookie (29 September / Medan)

The Memory Of Us.... - Poem by Eva Clara Harahap

The sun get angry again...
The rain comes without His permission...
The clouds carry all the water from the sea...
The wind push it all to happen...

There I was, listening to every bit of the rain...
A symphony of a dying dropp of water...
Broke into pieces, even before it hit the ground...
At least it is free from the clouds...

I wish the friendship unlike the rain...
Broken into pieces before the end of time...
I wanted it to be so perfect, you'll see....
A friendship that never my own in the first place...
For the clouds block all the good fortune...
And the rain destroy all the good will...

There is a time when nothing could be forgiven...
There is a moment when everything is remembered...
There is a second when the lunar can no longer smile...
And the bright star pointed to a different way...

If you are on your own...
I wish you will have enough to hang on...
For the memory is the only place I linger on...
Everything else just cant go on....

When your day fill with sorrow...
I certainly wish you for a better tommorow...
When your day fill with laughter...
Then, i will wish for nothing better....

'Take comfort in your friend' will never belong to us again...
For the word 'friend' seal the truth...
Like the truth of rain were hidden by the clouds..
When it is busy carrying the sea water...

You are still part of me...
Though the memory of us will cuts so deep...
We did shared all the joy...
When the path of life is still crossing in the middle..

Though we walked apart in this life...
All the promises will be left unbroken...
We had a moment, though just a moment....
It last beyond any wild dream....

I will miss the tears...
I will miss the laughters...
I will miss everything that follow after...
Sometimes I wish I could still be with you...

But I can not promise that now...
The same reason as the sun can not always shine everyday...
As the rain also have its own time to color the world...
For everything in life there is always a season...

Copyright © Eva Clara Harahap Nov’09


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 27, 2010



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