Thursday, November 17, 2011

still

The pain is supposed to have passed, but sometimes at the most unexpected moments, at work, in the bus, the train, it comes back and the world seems to be a little bit more lonely.

I wrote this poem for NaPoWriMo 2009, and is posting it for this Poets' Rally Week 56





photo by chelle
image from morguefile.com



still



still missing her
after all these years
even though
from the bus windows
the same roads
the sidewalks
have changed
trees grown taller
shop-houses demolished
new monoliths rise
from the ashes
or
the dark walls
of the subway tunnels
rumbling by in a flash
a few feet from my face
and i have tired
counting
the number of stations
that have grown
and still
some things
have not
changed.


25/04/09
17/11/11
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© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2011

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12 Comments:

Blogger Nanka said...

I like those fleeting scenes!! Yes I agree with you that so much changes around us but still there are things that never change, like old memories. Excellent poem, coming straight from the heart!!

18 November, 2011 01:01  
Anonymous theborgpoet said...

Time erases nothing, but in the end..thanks for sharing,

18 November, 2011 06:26  
Blogger Susie Clevenger said...

Sad....change is not always a good thing

18 November, 2011 13:41  
Anonymous dsnake1 said...

Nanka,

thank you!
those who lived in the cities will know what i am saying. the landscape is constantly changing.. and yes, old memories don't change, they just keep adding up. :)



borgpoet

thanks for visiting!
time erases nothing, i will remember that. :)


Susie,

i hope i didn't dampen your mood for the day. :)

this is a poem about loss & longing. i do agree change is not always a good thing, but most times, it's beyond our control.

18 November, 2011 20:56  
Blogger Morning said...

true words.
we have to be ready for everything, including sad ones when we move forward.

19 November, 2011 02:52  
Anonymous dsnake1 said...

thanks, Morning, for your kind words. :)

19 November, 2011 10:54  
Blogger Ravenblack said...

I think missing someone who meant a lot to us is a constant, no matter how much time has passed or how much our surrounds change one way or another.

Nice write on the mood, definitely feeling it and not overdone.

19 November, 2011 21:29  
Anonymous dsnake1 said...

thanks, ravenblack, for your comment.

they said change is the only constant, but yeah, missing someone who meant a lot can also be a constant.

20 November, 2011 00:10  
Anonymous Marbles in My Pocket said...

Beautifully sad writing. Very well done.

20 November, 2011 01:22  
Anonymous dsnake1 said...

thank you, charles! :)

20 November, 2011 10:30  
Blogger The Gooseberry Garden said...

Greetings,

hope all is well,

invite you to join poetry picnic today, simply share a relevant or a random piece, and enjoy!
Happy Thanksgiving,
Always, your presence is sunshine to us.
Best Wishes!

your talent rocks.
xoxox

22 November, 2011 11:18  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Thanks! :)

22 November, 2011 23:15  

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