The Cosmic Wise and Crappy Words

Friday, March 23, 2007

as part of reminiscing

its been awhile
it had been raining these couple of nights.

I miss her
She hasn't been around to comfort me.

I drove to work
I carefully find some time to glance up
My eyes searched for her
But she's nowhere there.

Could it be possible that its all the cloud's doing
To take us apart from each other?

Could it be possible that its all her heart's desire
To actually forget about me?

Or ... was it me?

Who didn't work hard enough

To keep her by my side.

I miss my moon.


A woman in love wrote "you only have to learn how to recognize this important relationship and the world will definitely seem much brighter, the stars are reachable and that the moon is yours to keep."


I didn't keep my moon carefully.

Now I question whether it's actually mine to keep.

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4 Comments:

  • At 12:06 PM, March 23, 2007 , Anonymous Girl Interuppted said...

    And I do miss you

     
  • At 12:46 AM, March 25, 2007 , Blogger demonsinme said...

    Melady Cosmic Traveller:

    A gift for you.

    Bag, Sack, Rack

    hey there traveller vexed,
    relax,
    it's the only thing you can pack,
    when trudgung in a world mastered by a man made of wax,
    now sit is what you have to do next,
    free your bag and put it in my sack,
    give it to me so I can put it on my rack.

    vexed traveller,
    eat as I know you are haunted by hunger,
    as I know every traveller is also a hunter,
    looking for the mystical beast no mind can figure,
    to give you strength traveling in the path of meander,
    that the hunger would set you lost in anger,
    and ends you as a meal cook on a sweet fire.

    I know, I know it's a heavy bag,
    I know, I know the content is no hag,
    but you really should put it in my sack,
    and you really should put it on my rack,
    it would really make you relax,
    and free you from the contunious vex,
    I should know for I am the paver of every traveller's track.

     
  • At 11:52 AM, March 25, 2007 , Blogger juliana said...

    the beauty of nature which is the gift of God to humankind is such that we have the priviledge of keeping it always close to the heart, yet never really owning it, like the beauty of love :)

     
  • At 1:26 PM, March 25, 2007 , Blogger *cosmic freak* said...

    hey girl, thanks. (",)

    monsieur demonsinme, its been awhile getting a poem from you. most grateful. certainly. thanks.

    juliana, gosh I miss reading yuor comments, I know you're pretty busy and all. keeping things that we dont own. hurm .... its hard to really get a grasp of understanding why we can never own things that we keep, but it is the truth we have to accept.

     

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