Repeat

21/10/2014 § Leave a comment

It’s off beat, but am I on track?
Just go forward, don’t look back
The tune of everyday
Always sad, mad and gay
Sometimes its monotony
Makes me feel dreary

Same things, different day
Just like a film on replay

I’m bored of this dryness
Tired of the still, sameness
But it goes on and on and on
This music in repetition
How am I s’pose to stop this?
How do I beat this reprise?

Running straight forward
Not stopping then panting hard
It was always the same things
Nothing new, it’s kinda boring
This is my usual everyday
And now I’m getting gray

On a brand new day that’s  sparkling and shinning
It’s the same old stuff that’s dusting and fading

The music played again
From the start to end
How many times has it been?
Is this a punishment for a sin?
I’m tired, how do I stop this?
Enough, someone stop it please?

And it played again
From beginning to end
The repeat just goes on
And the colors are still monotone
The same tune, words and feel
How do I keep it from being still?

Had enough of my everyday
I’m tired of this reprised play
I pulled on my earphones
While the music still goes on
It was time to let this go
Or it will be the same tempo

And the music finally stopped
Many new things I could pick up
The grayness of everyday
Are changing in a funny way
New things for the new day
Finally, a new tune is on play

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Angel

12/11/2013 § 1 Comment

She’s sitting in the dark

crying for her heart

I found her in the park

all broken apart.

She said…she lost her dreams

along with her peers

even if she screams

she couldn’t stop the tears.

On a moonlit night

with the starry skies

she shines so bright

even while she cries.

And I said…just cry all she wants

I will catch every drop

her wishes I will grant

if it can make the tears stop.

She said…she wants them back

her dear, precious friends

and she couldn’t keep track

of all the times they spent.

I said…this world could be little

but lots of people she could meet

and life is always a battle

we have to be strong to succeed.

Her wound is too deep

it’s a kind of pain I know

like you’re being ripped

and the process is insanely slow.

Her tears were beautiful

they were precious like gems

but seeing them is painful

’cause she’s crying for them.

So I said…she’s too broken

that’s why she can’t fly

’cause she fell from heaven

she’s an angel is my lie.

I saw her smile

it’s sweet and sparkly

so I stayed for a while

to keep her company.

She said…she doesn’t wanna leave

but it was painful to stay

she doesn’t wanna grieve

and be alone for a day.

And I said…just decide to stay

the changes she will see

I’ll just be here to play

and wait for all eternity.

It’s on a moonlit night

when I found her heart

she’s quite a sight

’cause she was broken apart.

It’s on a starry night

when she has fallen

She was like a light;

she’s an angel from heaven.

I said…she’s an angel

but she won’t believe

she could be my angel

only if she agreed.

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