Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Broken Sonnet

Can you see me soak in the rain

Of tears that flow? You do not know

That the dreams I dreamed gave me pain.

And now I writhe to see you go.
From afar I see, I admire

Your fragile wings sweet butterfly.

I can never hold--they're not mine

You belong there, up in the sky.

Flee from me quickly, lest I see

Your vivid hues fly gracefully.

My rose has wilted, suddenly

The petals, dead--so flee, you're free.

From afar I know, you're happy

Though you're unaware how I grieve.


Frances said...

wow. that was sad and pretty at the same time.

4ever7 said...

Thanks for the compliment, but it's just sad, that's all. :)

Eben said...

sad indeed. like loving and dying at the same time.

ang drama ko. LOL

Anonymous said...

loved the poem. so sad. huhuhu.