Tuesday, December 09, 2008

Shut

These doors I see
Lay open and closed
They speak to me
Urging for a choice

Through one and another
I walked on, but
Often I wonder
About right and wrong

When I found no more
Searching blind and broken
Still I was hoping for
A chance, a door still open

Then through the night
You opened doors
And brought your light
To show much more

At last, I was found
But I was blinded
Without a sound
Your light ended

It was not the wind
It was not the night
But the door closing
That put out your light

Left, shut and alone
I wander on again
How it could have gone
Like a whisper of your name

So I'm holding on
Still I'm holding out
It's been so long
Since your dawn

Saturday, December 06, 2008

Through The Rain


On my flaming steed I've riddern
Where the winds would lead.
I've come to here from afar
To be precise, 15 kilometers so far.

But the rain hads been kind
It yields an unexpected find.
A precious hidden sight
A treasure by the fading light.

What have I seen?
Where have I been?
Oh, I've discovered a backyard sunset
But it's you that I can't forget.