Tuesday, May 11, 2010
My hands strike the keys on the keyboard for inspiration. i want to write, but i have no clue what i want to write about...
probably a poem is just perfect for this occasion...
i heard it first so long ago
when i was sad, you hummed it in my ear
its the song that is still a comfort
after all these tiring years
i have fought endless battles and wars
i won some of them, and some i lost
but on the battleground, amongst the cries
the happy song demolished the holocaust
be it love or agonizing hatred
a tear for loss in love or war
some breeze dried my every tear
that breath that sounded just like your song
and now and then as i lie down
tired or broken from a day too long
as i close my drooping eyes, somewhere
your sweet voice still hums that song...