October 25, 2008

Story of a Life
Note: I know the rhyme scheme and stuff for this poem isn't the most difficult or complicated haha.. but if you feel like critting this poem just ignore that as I didn't really put my focus on that when I was writing it.

I have icing on my fingers,
Cinnamon, and sugar,
But I’m somewhere in the clouds,
So I don’t really care.

As if I got coffee again,
I’m supposed to be
Celebrating, but somehow,
Something’s preventing me.

My ideal reality, it seemed,
Was coming true at long last
But at the end of that adventure
Nothing had changed from the past.

Oh how sombre this poem is,
Shall I write a happy line?
For this dream that I’ve been dreaming,
Is not the saddening kind.

An imaginary lake…
A pool of molten gold.
A small cabin sat beside it, filled
With enough love to banish the cold

The two, who there resided,
Wanted only to live their lives at ones,
And they’d built up from the ground a
House of love, work that could not be undone.

Insignificant it may have seemed,
To one standing atop a hill,
But one cannot truly feel the fire,
If at a distance one remains still.

I sighed, watching that sunny scene,
As the grasses sang in harmony
With the song of their interwoven hearts.
As a witness I felt unworthy there to be.

Now I see that I was wrong,
And that sad time did change my life.
I’ve learned endurance and patience,
And will appreciate more, when good fortune’s in sight.

Because, reflecting on that picture,
It can’t have been all simple and easy,
To walk the path to where they were.
In my mindset the end was all I could see.

If someday I have a house of dreams,
A love song in my heart to sing,
Undying too will be my gladness,
Never taking for granted the blessing.

~Jacinda ♥♪

Posted by RJ Haely at 6:20 PM