Pretty Maybeline
Thursday, 24 September, 2009 September Blues.
Today is a very melancholic day. I felt so dejected for no apparent reason. But then again, i enjoyed such emo moments bcos it can spark the creative spirit inside of me to compose poems to express and reflect my feelings. Better than to wallow in self-pity right. Deep is my melancholic, i managed to write 2 poem! I shall post 1 today and another 1 some other day :)
This is written when i was snuggling under my blanket in a state of half-conscious and half-dreaming mode during my afternoon nap.
Entitled: Cover
Under the covers i hide.
The little sanctuary, my place of refuge.
Smell of fresh blankets
Oh so strangely familiar,
in a comforting manner.
Under the covers i let myself go,
A place where there's no need to force up the corners of your lips,
where mask can be unveiled
and tears can escape freely.
Under the covers i dive,
From the cruel reality,
into a fantom of imagination.
where i can be a pirate
cruising through the mystic carribean sea.
Under the covers i ponder,
untying the knots of life's many doubts
and solving the puzzle of sticky situations
Yet sometimes perpelxed by the complexity.
Under the covers,
I mummured a prayer
Offering up my worries to someone high above.
For every whisper made,
I know my daddy God hears.
Under the cover,
I snooze soundly
For i know under the cover,
I'm covered.
the RAINBOW CROSS OVER @ 7:46 AM.