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My not so severe migraine

Poetry By: wikhaiinn
Editorial and opinion

Seesawmae's challenge

Submitted:Jun 9, 2008    Reads: 231    Comments: 6    Likes: 4   





Your facial expression
In my deep thinking
Says nothing to me,
Yes, no word at all…
And as I shrug my shoulders
To know what it means
I continue to show
My blank thoughts
Beneath each corner…
I have nothing to say
But questions
Questions with no answer,
Questions that even I don't know…
Every single hair in your nose,
Confuses me,
Oh every time you raise your head up to the skies!
I am full of wondering
And curiosity
Whenever you watch the clouds;
When the sun is blurred,
And the moon is warning,
The trees wave in the woods,
And you remain in deep silence…
You don't even look at me
But your nose does,
You don't even talk to me,
But your gesture does…
I have no idea
How I pulled these words
At the ends of my tongue
But whatever it is
I won't ignore it…
I remember
When I also pose in this position,
In my first confusion
On how to construct a poem
It was like I want to brag
But I kept myself calm…
It was only now
That I realized,
Those days spent
Should not be yet finalized,
Oh every headache
That I hear singing hidden lullabies;
They punch my head
And I nod to its tone;
Just as when I learned how to write my poem,
It hurts me as I move it
But it sure helps
To tell me that I have made enough
For a good start
Without words that rhyme,
But thoughts well kept in time…



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