Tuesday, March 3, 2009

i am better

Serene thinks she's the only who can write poems.
I also can k?


So let me confess
to me you are not an ass
nor a pain in the ass

You are a friend,
with a original brand,
that uncomparable to a cheaper brand,
so why care?

The fire of impalpable ash,
blew you away,
but Poh Kim came in time,
to pull you back
and make you fine.

It has to be a special fate,
that we are friends,
so time passes, and years go by,
but we are still there,
throughout hard times,

we are still strong

There are times,
sorrow wrappped us up,
sadness locked us up,
in it's scary terrifying cell,
till our heart ache to the breaking,
till our eyes cant shed a tear,
you will be there,
with a golden keys,
to get us out..


The sky is like a connection,
betweeen you and us,
it has never been so profound,
a lifetime friend we have found,
when you answered the friendship call.

I am a better poet after all...

-KiM-

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