Saturday, March 22, 2008Y
Yet another CRYPTIC poem...enjoy deciphering :D
Words, forgotten
Songs, forgotten
Laughter, a shadow
Tears, a puddle
Piano, keys turn yellow
Flute, sounding hollow
Voice, cracks and crumbles
Hope, wavering like candles
Pen, riddled with age
Paper, old as time
Ink, worn and faded
Writing, torn and smudged
Memories, still clear and new
Tales, heard by few
Songs, forgotten as time goes by
Poems, not remembered as people never try
People, gone
Memories, etched
Words, twisted
All, blinded
Ok this is also damn cryptic.... i also dun understand even though I'M the one writing that. I think I meant it to be like, nothing is left at the end of time except memories. Everything else is gone. Something like that. Lols.
I wrote that at 12am in the morning when I couldn't sleep XD
10:19 AM