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  • Love Poem.

    TILL THE END OF TIME

    -

    Where do I begin to tell the story

    of how great a love can be

    Wishing not to wake up if it’s in a dream

    Promising if it’s so, I’ll not stop to scream.

    -

    Childhood memories kept flashing on my mind

    Reminiscing the happy moments we were together

    My mind video started to unwind

    Seeing us the happiest duo ever.

    -

    To the hilltop or rendezvous be

    Playing, running, hiding from each other

    When found, holding hands so merrily

    Lying on the green grass, looking at the blue sky and wishing to be somewhere there.

    -

    Indeed, the sky so vast was our witness

    When we wished the day would never end

    Confirmed by its blueness

    that such will not come to any bend.

    -

    but…

    Time was not ours yet

    to remain in such solitary innocence

    for it has come for us to separate

    to meet and see each other, we know not whence.

    -

    Ah! Life is a mystery!

    At first, it’s like a bird, sowing not, toiling not,

    just flying as free as it can be!

    However…

    Instead of soaring up,

    a twinkling of an eye

    it went down below with its broken wings, no longer can flap

    for they were hurt by a great blow.

    -

    Yes, it was the time

    when we were the happiest

    but time broke it just like a song without a rhyme

    then became the loneliest.

    -

    Countless seconds, minutes,hours,days,weeks turned to years have passed

    and now time came to present into full view

    no longer a slave of the past

    but a handsome,strong-willed and principled one is before you.

    -

    Who then can separate us from our earnest and sincere vow?

    Fame? Wealth? Envy? Insecurity?

    Nothing! No one can break it, rather try to bow

    and respect our endless love through eternity.

    ***

    Ooops. No, this poem is not mine.

    Such a refreshing feeling to know that my sweet 72-year-old Grandmom still writes love poems fast enough to finish it within a split-hour which also particularly reminded me that really, I have not one romantic bone in my body. haha I mean,how can she write such without the corniest tone and the dumbest cliche’ words and share them with sincere giddiness blanketing her smiles?Maybe because of experience,yes? And me, how can I not stare dumbfounded and adore her?

    Cheers to my grandmom for a love poem! I asked this from her and told her that I’ll be posting it here. :)

    Maybe you would also want to read my not-so-romantic poetry? hehe

    <3 Rheich

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    1. rheichism posted this
    1 note || Posted on the lovely 7th of October in 2012 @ 22.58