Thursday, June 21, 2007

I Saw You Last Week



With no particular feeling in mind
She lay her books down
With weary hands
In timeless circumstances

And she whispered to eternity -
Sister, do not worry
The night is long but all I need
Is another cup of coffee

And graced upon herself
She effortlessly became light
For all of us to see
In the midst of darkness


Admired




Deep down inside
I want to be admired
I work hard
With subterfuges
To be likable

But when that happens
I feel empty inside
It makes me sick
And I reject every kind thought
Ever directed at me

I got what I wanted

It's my natural self
I'm even doing it
As you read this