Sunday, August 24, 2008

a poem of mine...

the pitter-patter of the rain
is not raining cats and dogs
but it is noisier then those who bring my ears pain
and makes my vision blurer than the cloudy fog

this weather perfectly ruins my mood to study amath
falling back into memory of how my scars were gained
reminiscing the long dark path
where i was tied up in chains

despite of the scars that was made
submission was something i needed abstainment from
for i know these scars would fade
and continuous faining is what i need to carry on

if im ever gonna see a storm today
all i need is to embrace
for the moisturing raindrops falling array
will make me encase
the cooling wind blowing over my face

Says Liam's plane at 7:55 PM