Sunday, February 6, 2011

Dear all,

I am a strong believer that life is all about experimenting and challenging yourself with the different things that you never thought you will be able to do. Life is also about knowing and learning of all your strength and weaknesses. To become someone that you have always wanted to be, to see life in a very different perspective.

Knowing how short life is, I decided to challenge myself; to seek the other side of myself. So, I have decided to jump straight into the world of poetry, rhymes and all those in between. I have my own collection of poems that I had penned down years back. But it had such a strong sentimental and emotional value; that I decided not to share it as yet with no one; especially posting it here in my blog. Those poems were made when my Mom was around, and she will be the first reader for all of my poems. To share it here without her presence, still seemed to be an awkward and selfish idea. Maybe someday, I will have the courage to do so.

And thus, I have decided to share my very first poem created just for my blog. It's not as amazing as other people. But this work is entirely mine; and yes, I am so proud of it. Regardless of what others might say, this is a start; and more will soon come. Anyway, I'm keeping my fingers crossed for it and let's just hope it turn out alright :)

This poem of mine is entitled 'I and That Beautiful Winter' and was mainly inspired from the various songs I heard throughout my long holiday. I am an eclectic music collector and I listen to all genres; but at this moment; country is my liking. I personally feel that this poem is somehow quite dark as it talks about disappointments in life, end of hope and death. Nonetheless, it also channels the message of hope, love, faith, destiny and to cherish life while it lasts; because I believe all of us are created and sent with unified missions from God; to change and touch the lives of the people around us in small yet various ways.

My credit also goes to Rascal Flatts and Brad Paisley for their inspirational songs; that have never failed to accompany me during the dark and cold nights. And of course my dear Mummy, who had never stop believing in me and all of my skills. The faith and trust is so strong; that I can still touched it until now. This is for you Mummy; for I am your little pencil...writing and sharing your love and inspirations to the world. I love you forever.

Well, here goes :

I AND THAT BEAUTIFUL WINTER

Dear Winter
I am just an old man
Waiting for my time
Adamant and slow
What kills me is the waiting
Take me Winter and end me
So that these tears will dry up forever
Let me be with my Jess
For she is the Queen of my Heart
For I have pained with cruel yet slow death
Take me for there is no immortal love for this dying soul

Dear Old Man at the window
I have watched you for seasons
Dry and cold
Even colder than I am
Jump the ledge I would say
End the misery I would tell
Pass the pain to the Angels
But I would never interfere in the work of God
I too have suffered
I too have been betrayed
I too have been killed
But goodbyes are impossible for me
For the love of these mortal creatures
Lifts me up every single minute


Dear Winter
Is all are lost for me?
For I am weak and arrogant
I have leave all the things and people
That have cared and loved me most
Will they still send me; this poor soul
To the dark and cold kingdom; smiling kindly
When my time is over?
Will they send me with love?
Or deep hatred in their fragile hearts?
I do not know; for I will never know
All I seek is redemption and forgiveness
Show me, whisper to me Winter
For my time is counted
And every second is pure

Old Man
Breathe, lived, smiled, cherished
For these are things that always are forgotten
By God's creatures
There's always love
There's care and sea of forgiveness
Look Old Man, look
There's the door bell
There's the sign
There's the love you're searching for
For they're waiting for you
Love, cherish and be merry they say!
For in their hearts are love so abundant
Splashing all over you and me
Birds are chirping, angels are singing; again
I will leave you now dear; but not for long
Soon I will be back
To be with you and Jess
And that Old Man, will be an eternal cold
That will be forever ours.

Love,

~ Reena ~

2 comments:

  1. mmmm.. Last posted 6.28 am. Working in early morning..!!! Tak letih ker..?

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  2. tak...sumber ilham datang time-time tu jugak :)

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