Leaves fall into place like pieces of puzzle.White lightning grazes into dark skies. Sliding. Dividing.Poland, 1944.An inferno of dreams. Weeping Soils.
Broken treble cleft rippling through toxic waters.
Cleaving dreams, time marches.
Death dances among destitute dregs.
Enough chances given.
Funeral organs stretch over black melodies.
Great spirits, liquidized hearts.
Homeless, helpless.
Jumping at the sign of dead flowers.
at my Zenith of consciousness, I really wish
I wasn't there.
hahax.. my first poem. in free verse. crashed poetry course during WG camp, and got a crash course on poetry.. =D =D =D geddit? HAHA.. note the alphabets.. i purposefully did tt.. =)
WG camp was fun. err.. sujin is cute. (you want me to say this right?) HAHA.. but your voice is very good. no doubt a choir girl.. i like your voice. smooth, soft, soothing. i could just sleep in the TSD room if you had continued to sing yea.. very sorry tt i didn't know e lyrics 4 Hallelujah.. but i did catch e lyrics after some time.. i guess this is e first time you called my name rite? sounds really nice when you do tt.. hahax.. oh yea, your eyes are cute. amazing tt you're not wearing e freshkon lenses.. i really tht u were! =P lol.. anw, i'm kinda hooked on Hallelujah by jeff buckley.. e shrek theme song.. all your fault.. i needa do my chem revision 4 tmr's study group discussion leh.. can't have songs playing in my head! lol.. well, maybe i'll be able to sing it with you on thurs ba.. cya then! and thanks for the fun times at the camp! (oh anw, how did u know i liked green tea?) hahax..
slashed at 11:35 PM .