Sajak Klasik :: Classical Poem

adlismel

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Kredit akan diberikan..
Jom ramai-ramai kita memartabatkan semula irama klasik

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[ Last edited by adlismel on 15-9-2004 at 08:29 AM ]

when i wrote this poem...i don't consider it a classical piece...just because i use a few old english words, my friends said...i should post it here. hope there's somebody will like it

Thou Hath My Hearth

started my day, being dithered
soul was shaking, spirit withered
prefer not to wake up in the morn'
already fascinated by the wind of forlorn

brewed my coffee, black and bitter
just like my life but i ain't a spitter
swallowed all the bitterness life'd brewed
never spitted out all the crapped i hadst chewed

walking to anywhere was always a long way
being alone in a busy road day by day
people passed through me as if i was shadow
thought it was OK,still i felt hollow

life was more dull than ordinary
couldn't help it but felt that was scary
needed a few sparks, something wonderful
that would turn my life into something wonderful

then you come forth, the uncrowned king
whence art thou coming from, keep me wondering
you are the storm that lift up my spirit
though you wreck my life like an epileptic fit

it's weird that you know how to charm me
you bring sweet rapture, the boredom flee
the shrewdness in me you hold it tame
thou hath my hearth at the Russian roulette game!