Monday, December 01, 2003
corny poetry
i dug through some of my old poetry today, and found two that i felt were decent enough to showcase and not make a fool out of myself. they're still pretty corny though...so don't say i didn't warn you!first one's called "pierrette". i was rather obsessed with the legend of pierrot and pierrette after listening to a song from my fave musical, "the boyfriend". you know, the whole lovesick teenage girl thing, yada yada. the whole concept of hiding behind a mask really spoke to me at the time as i was still finding myself. i'm more comfortable in my skin now, but this poem, together with another personal favourite "the carnival mask", meant alot to me at the time.
Pierrette
Destined to live a life of deceit
Forced to never show her tears
She has to hide her pain
And join in with the cheers
She has to wear that smile forever
To be happy for eternity
But I knew that she was suffering
When she looked at me
Her eyes were misty as she laughed
They reflected her hidden sorrow
My heart ached when I thought of how
She'll go through this again tomorrow
How I know what you feel! My sweet Pierrette
As you try to stifle a sigh
Though a smile is painted on your face
Your eyes will never lie
this next poem was inspired by, who else, aragorn and arwen, the star-crossed lovers in tolkein's lord of the rings. i meant it to be much longer, complete with how the hero goes out and fights a gallant battle to save the "immortal maiden" from the forces of evil, or something along that line of corniness. hehe. here's "two souls".
Two Souls
Two souls living in two separate bodies
Bound together by the promise of the sun
Neither one knowing the other's existence
Not aware that their fate had already been done
Two souls growing in two separate lives
Both so different yet not too diverse
One a human, doomed to die
Immortality is the other's curse
Two souls meeting for the very first time
Under the old enchanted ash tree
The sun speaks its promise, true and strong
"No longer separate you shall be"
Two souls facing their own destiny
Two voices reciting a single oath
The immortal maiden chooses to die
A sacrifice of love and faith in them both
i hope i never lose my passion for poetry, even if it's corny rhymed verses. never liked free verse much anyway. but yeah, i hope i don't lose the touch.
keep your fingers crossed!
maybe on second thought...don't. heh. =P comments welcome!
lishun at 10:13 PM