Saturday, October 3, 2009

Black Dots

White, as a bride's dress on
Her special day. White as the cloth
Keeping the dead bride
Warm in her grave; Color, the color of
Love is like a bird singing on the windowsill.
Singing only songs of bright
Sunshine. Successfully,
None as definable as a night
With only the Crescent Moon
Half smiling, half smirking. Playing
Along with lovers dancing,
At times reciting, mostly trusting,
In the park on a bench and
On the beach covered with ashes
Collecting
Dust; Journey uncountable not
The distance but certainly of
Pure importance. Hope is the color
Of white in a milk.
In a milk.
In a.
Milk.
To the newborn and the once born
For strength.
White. Is. Strength.


-C-

3 comments:

mum said...

who n what is black dot???

mum said...

who n what is black dot???

ChEsZa said...

nobody la! haha tetibe dpt inspiration utk merapu dlm betuk 'poem'. ish ibu ni, baca literally lak :p