Squall X Rinoa 4 Ever!
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Listen to the blowing wind.
It had something to tell you.
Secrets that people told them out of whim
Or even some secrets involving you.
Swinging at the swing,
Push by the midnight wind
I listen to secrets that the wind told me while I swing,
And the feeling of knowing is like intoxicated by wine.
Mixed feelings about the secrets I heard
I reflect how is like to know all secrets but could not tell
For saying it, people will get hurt
So, in the end, I decide to forget, rather than dwell
When I swing at midnight,
All secrets are thrown to the wind
And let the wind carry through the night
As it find someone esle to listen to its whim.
So, next time, listen carefully to the blowing wind
For it may contain some secrets you may want to know,
But please do not get hurt from the secrets you heard from the wind,
Since you are willing to listen to the wind, knowing the possible results.
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Hmm, I will say that this is a rather 'weak' poem in a sense that...it does not make sense..haha. And the last paragraph is sort of a struggle to write...lol
Will blog more tmr...if possible...haha about my past week going on. Not so smooth...I should say..haiz..oh well
Thats life, take it, lol