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(Choking on the heartbreak) Printable Version PRINTABLE VERSION
by Zeslene Mao, Singapore Aug 20, 2007
Culture   Poetry

  

Were we looking at the same night sky?
The clouds were dark and the stars were shy
The sun below the horizon, gradient red light
The moon was out of sight.

Were we looking at the same star last night?
As it blinked the God's eye, sight
So far away, so helpless gripe
I hope your night, unlike mine, was bright.

Our congruent skies shed tears together
Our flight lines never cross each other
Our hearts might beat, synchronized... but,

So what if we're under the same dark blanket?
Your heart is in another galaxy,
and the Star that shines the brightest for you - isn't Me.





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Zeslene Mao


A view from an island state, through the eyes of a young girl yet growing.

likes poetry, fiction and fantasy.

because words make the world we encase ourselves in.
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jean celeste paredes | Oct 26th, 2007
yahh..it is really sad but sometimes no matter how we "ideal" we can be..we can never be the right one for them..and we cant do anything but to let go of them..watch them leave..but deep inside we are dying of one last chance..one last dance..perhaps, this time, there is a perfect tune that can synchronize our heartbeats.. we wish that we didnt fall..or more they'll catch us when we do. but sometimes, what we get in the end is a bruise in our hearts..and then we realize that it is better to remain a child because a broken knee can be mended fast but a broken heart may take a while or a lifetime.. and then in the end, we know we have to get up..we need to push ourselves up..it is hard but there is no way to move on with life but to master the art of letting go..



jean celeste paredes | Oct 26th, 2007
yahh..it is really sad but sometimes no matter how we "ideal" we can be..we can never be the right one for them..and we cant do anything but to let go of them..watch them leave..but deep inside we are dying of one last chance..one last dance..perhaps, this time, there is a perfect tune that can synchronize our heartbeats.. we wish that we didnt fall..or more they'll catch us when we do. but sometimes, what we get in the end is a bruise in our hearts..and then we realize that it is better to remain a child because a broken knee can be mended fast but a broken heart may take a while or a lifetime.. and then in the end, we know we have to get up..we need to push ourselves up..it is hard but there is no way to move on with life but to master the art of letting go..



Great choice of words!
Emperor Omorogiuwa Edionseri | Oct 31st, 2007
Quite suspicious but not watery....



Mercy Adhiambo Orengo | Jun 28th, 2008
Nice...nice. Beautifully written, I have felt blood in my veins, and that is something that happens to me when i read something that is richly written!!!

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