Friday, December 17, 2010

Drip drip drop

I hear the sound of rain,

so tender and calm to my soul,

like a soul of a girl,

that touch your heart with her words,

 

Drip drip drop;

 

I hear it again,

The sound of fallen rain,

Drop upon a cold floor,

As cold as my empty heart,

 

Drip drip drop;

 

Its cold in here,

Chilling till the bones,

Cause bones is what left for me,

In this empty grave I rest in peace.

4 comments:

  1. wah...best puisi ko.. menggambarkan someone yg duk berseorangan ketika hujan turun..yg mnemani dia kala itu hnyalah sekeping hati yg kosong tnpa perasaan..mgkin jgk sdg melayan perasaan, buntu mmikirkan apa yg bkal d lalui d kmudian hri...maybe... hehe..2 pdpt ak la.. eh ni ak just bgi pndgn je, klu after 2nd rangkap 2kan ko tmbh yg ni ok x ko rsa?

    drip drip drop,
    I'm listening to the pitter-patter of the rain
    Alone in the middle of the night
    And listening to how sad it sounds
    Like a loneliness I've found

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  2. oh btul gak, aku pun rasa lepas kena ada something tuk gambar kan the cold floor tu...

    tp aku rasa lebih concern takder rangkap yg patut gambar kan whose the girl actually are... kosong jar bahagian tu

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  3. a'ah..kna gmbrkan smething after I hear....
    ye la...lps dgr..msti la..I feel ke I see ke..nk mnunjukkan smua feeling yg ko rsa time 2.. sbgai cthnya.. I see the raindrops falls like a pearl..bla2...

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