Thursday, February 4, 2010
Penned down emotions @ 2:44 PM Reality or NOT. Reality or NOT .
We used to talk all day and night Texting each other twenty-four seven Until you pulled the rope too tight And I let go because I was craven We went to each others' house Til we complained too many times That minor problem handled in touse Costed her cab ride more than a dime We do not feel guilty For certain things we do to each other But if it's worth a pity Of such things, we do pother Challenges ahead we faced together We braced ourselves one after another We still quarreled when we're weary, Certain statements we often query It was that special place We used to gather We used to have our fashion craze Having fun altogether Phantasmagoria and mysterious A chimerical terrestrial reverie Our special place, of deliriousness That no one else can see We were exhausted Decided to take a break Under the sun, we were toasted We had sunburn and bodyaches I opened my eyes widely in anxiety Was it for real? Could it be? This nightmare I've awoken from Feels dark, cold and lonesome I saw her face reflecting against the light Darkness began to take over the Earth Creepy and cold atmosphere for a night The moon swelled up as we stood side by side We entered the gates in discreet Silence labored on everything that has breath Walking down the quiet street We fear, approaching death ~~~~~~~ The dark aura spreaded throughout the street Suddenly, I heard the sound of drums And the maracas following its beat Music played, I silently hummed What was this familiar tune? Mysterious yet pleasant Pictures flashed in my head, with the playing of that rune I somehow remembered, it's somewhat significant Then the tune changed My heart jumped as I realised I appeared in a clear room, furnitures nicely arranged Out of the innocence, I heard a grump When I turned to find out who it was I was being stopped From behind, a dice was tossed Then something popped Petrified, I did not move I heard a voice saying "Your sin you must remove A visit to the Holy King you'll be paying" What did the voice mean? To whom am I visiting? Who's the Holy King? Where on EARTH am I going? What is happening? Who was grumping? Where is this place? Why do I not see her face? Where had she gone? Was she not with me? I feel faint, I yawned My body gave way, I let me be Then I heard sounds of a bee There was a huge landscape, sunlight, fresh air and grass A man stood there smiling at me Leaning on the bark of a huge oak tree Then he spoke, "Get up and follow me." ~~~~~~~ While I was brought around this greenfield He turned to me and smiled My hands he touched and held He asked, "What do you see, my child?" I did not know what to reply I guess I was still traumatized of the quick-changing sceneries and atmosphere But now, a steady, sweet scent I smell and a sweet sound I hear A second look the man gave me This time, more concerningly "Are you all right?" He said Suddenly breathless, I needed some sort of aid Was this a dream? Am I dead? Of some sort it would seem that I'd wake up, shocked, in my bed A gentle laugh broke the tense atmosphere Before I knew it, I'd already let out a tear That voice that sounded so tender I'd just found out it's God, Our Father! The one who appeared before me The one who can help me The one who can find the cure To heal my wounds, just like before So many things he did for me I could no longer hold it in I hugged him tightly as if he was my only kin A sudden white light blinded my eyes I felt many pulling me apart Trying to struggle free I moved, hit and fought hard Everything stopped I could finally see now My jaws dropped My heart beat fast somehow To my horror I saw things I did not want to see There must be some kind of error Why is this happening to me?? Their cold bodies above each other Some still alive that wouldn't bother About the others' life whether They were still alive or not either There I stood alone It was dark and cold But there stood my first clone Smiling at me, somewhat diabolical. CHECKMATE! Yumeitto . |
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