Thursday, December 24, 2009

plain

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Monday, December 21, 2009

Fireflies

Down the road,
mark by unlit skies.
Dark and lonely,
the path goes winding.

Fireflies appear,
like sparkles of hope.
Providing some comfort,
on the bleak trail.

Many gather,
illuminating brighter,
now we see further,
feeling much more safer.

Twilight to dusk,
the walk goes on.
Dawn will be coming,
but who would be following?

A pot of gold at the end perhaps,
but still its nothing compared
to the fireflies
that has shone their light for me.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

dream. hall. bat. dog.

walked into my hall,
all was dark,
a shadow floating around
in mid-air.

instincts tell me
its not mere shadow,
and before me,
was a bat.

it lurk in the hall,
not sure whether
my presence has startled it
one bit at all.

Nothing follows
beyond the seconds of meeting,
until it came,
upon me striking.

Can't recall how i felt,
in that instance.
was i terrified?
or no?

it cling on to me,
right on my back.
it just clings on,
clings on.

i notice a dog,
steps from where i stood.
looking at it,
as its eyes were back at me.

it moved,
and jumped,
onto my arm,
and held on there.

so i was having
a bat,
and a dog,
stuck on me.

whatever follows,
i only know of,
the bed i'm on,
and not in the hall.