Saturday, April 19, 2008

Poem: Enclosed and Opened

Time where one spent in the room for hours, lying on the bed,
with the wind splashing on the trees, rain drops playing music on the roofs,
in the outside world.
Though the curtains are up, the room is covered in the dark.
It can be said that thousands thoughts are storming in the brain or probably not.
But one thing for sure, the reasons are yet to be found.
Dizzy and the world is upside down, as the time passes slower than ever.
For ages it may seem, the eyes stare into the air, looking at nothing.
Nonsense it can be, still, this is the way it is, when a person is day dreaming.
One said a person cannot not do anything, anything at all, to pass the 24 hours.
However, there are sometimes an exceptional, of course.
Just, pile up the pillows, and the rest is all set.
"I don't want you pretending to smile, I want you to smile,"
Message received the other day, which able to warm the heart,
not forgetting the others who care, and listen.
Thanks to the buzzing cell phone, one is awake, from the dream.
And there, the door is opened.