I must be going insane..
at least thats what a friend of mine would say, i remember her saying ‘ all poets must be insane/crazy ‘ or sumthing like that. i dunno, its hard to understand a poem, a poet, its even harder to understand a human being….
So here i am, its been 2 months already since i quit my job, or should i say my contract expirerd, doing nothing. My everyday routine is sleep (12 hours), and eat (4 times a day), everyday noticing that i seem to gain weight around my already bulging belly. For the first two weeks of my vacation, i was extremely happy, being lazy, fooling around, sleeping, eating, and now its become a habit, a bad one, and i cant seem to stop.
I just became a year older this past few days, and on that day, i thought that i should give it up and change. I should pick my lazy sorry ass up and do sumtin worthy of my 22 years of living. But the next day and the day after that, my asssed down routine just came a rolling back.
So whats all with this sad loser, mumbo jumbo talk got to do with me going insane? Well its the start…you see, while i was trying to sleep (erm it was about 5.00am), as i rolled around my bed, remembering and missing someone dear,thingking about the loser life i have right now, a word, or two suddenly popped into my head!!! AHAH!!! GRAVITY!!! (wait, wait, that’s wrong). So i wrote a sentence and started to scribble out other words, and i ended up with a whole page that i finally rhymed out into a poem..so here goes…
with affection,sadness,hope,memories,lost and love,
i dedicate this poem to nor syawallina, my dear….
LOST
How far can you be?
As i am lost like in the sea,
I am lost in the darkness,
That haunts to overcome me.
Even though, the moon, the stars,
Shines brightly to a far,
I do not see,
I do not know,
To which path i should follow.
To follow the way the moon has lit,
Or follow a star that shines so bright?
To me,
To my heart,
I should follow a one bright light.
It is in a distance,
That is hard to reach,
Without my eyes,
I have to look,
I have to seek.
How far can you be?
Whom i search to guide me,
Through this never ending black sea……
muhammed khaleefur egha, 29th Sept, 6:42am
So i guess i really am going insane…insanely in love…hahah…jiwang!!…missing my dear a lot these days, waiting for her to come back and light up the darkness of my days.hehe. So, erm, about the poem, anybody care to comment, critic, help me out a bit?? Its my first so there must be some mistakes, either that, then its all wrong.
What will become of me?
we shall see,
because my journey,
is to become somebody…
haha….duh….