P.S. Love at First Sight September 9, 2008
Posted by meehoon in life, love, poem, poetry.Tags: first, first sight, harp, life, love, memory, moonlight, poem, poetry
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As the river flows to the sea
I stumble upon thee
As I stand stranded in the memory
I envisioned and dropped to my knee
Well wishes with grace
I slipped past thee without a trace
Welcome message written in pace
I am trotting in your maze
Nostalgic smile disguises crimson heart
Taciturn angel illuminating the Night
Memory snapped locked in heart
Narcissist dreamer earned a sleepless night
Joker’s question barred behind
Held behind by dignity aligned
Leaving sigh in mind
So hard was that line
Time passed and eased the rush
Blind lines sent to heart’s crush
Waiting in silence and Moon crept pass
Bridging souls, my face blushed
As I lay playing my harp
Moonlight streaming into my heart
As I stay clinging to my past
I write it down and make my First last
I like this poem. Thanks for sharing. I get those web codes on my posts sometimes–you just have to delete them and re-save the post. Nice blog.
meehoon- Oh…i see…thanks carolina!
really nice work..been sometime since I visited your blog but nice to see a series of poems comin along. Now ll keep up to date. You put the feeling of ‘love’ in a nice way.
meehoon- thanks nemesis…
For some memories, you just want ‘last’ never to come, but for some you want to make ‘first’ as ‘last’. What memories are! Nice write Meehon!