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He gives strength to the weary
and increases the power of the weak.
Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall;
but those who hope in the LORD
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.
- Isiah 40: 29-31

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Saturday, 7 July 2007

I've been writing random poetry (: I love poetry, but I'm not too good at it. Oh. Dear. I better get back to typing my RS minutes.


how,
how i loved your smile
and the way
it lit up a light
inside you, inside me
so bright!
when you smiled, you set wings free.

when
you smiled
i could imagine
that we weren't lovebirds in a golden cage
or shining goldfish in a round fishbowl
i could imagine the wind wasn't cold,
and the rainclouds weren't crying,
and the sparrows were flying.

who
were we, then,
to smile? nobody, anybody,
somebody
or two somebodies
sitting on the grass
and smiling at the storm
because we sat at its eye?

what
did we do?
we caught the speckled sparrows,
and we let the lovebirds out of their golden cage
and watched them fly
into the storm.
fluttering feathers, wings torn.

but why?


The next poem is very...vindictive.


if you were made of glass,
i would hit you,
and hit you again,

till you shattered
into a million fragments

then
you would know how heartbreak feels.

but after that, i'd kneel on the floor
and cut myself on shards
of memories,
pain.
crying over
diamond tears and broken glass-dreams.

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wings to the wind! at 10:36 pm