Open Poetry #17 |
first bruising by love |
kaile
since 2000-02-06
Posts 5146singapore |
my gaze was fixed resolutely on the bus ticket my clumsy fingers were trying in vain to fold into a paper heart~ It constituted my entire universe you were amusing yourself with my handphone, oblivious to my carefully worded, subtle questions when you induced an eclipse of my soul by disclosing your affections for another robbed of the chance to congratulate myself on my ingenuity, I was forced to attend a heart contractive operation I was able to keep my voice bright and cheery. my corny jokes kept erupting, much like a dazzling fireworks display I had misgivings about my life-sustainer's condition though do they use concentrated acid as anaesthetic these days? my fragmented bus ticket lay on the floor they were like splinters, pricking my absolute vision away I wish someone would just take my darned heart away~ A hole is better than a whole that hurts [This message has been edited by faterider (12-21-2001 11:49 AM).] |
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Opeth Senior Member
since 2001-12-13
Posts 1543The Ravines |
For a person who says that they are not proficient in the English language, you surely know how to use that language when displaying your heart and soul in fonts. Sure there may be some slight grammatical errors, but your mind gets the jist of the language rather well. "A hole is better than a whole that hurts." Now that is a profound statement. I enjoyed your write. |
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