Wednesday, May 19, 2010
@ 8:47 PM
Feeling bored today, had a sudden craving for poeming .... lol...my poem sound sucky ... maybe i fell in love with writing emo poems..
~The Sleeping Times~
Darkness falls as I go to sleep.
Dreams and Nightmares past my reach.
Hoping for a sweet dream,
and dreading the nightmare.
... ... ...
Everything swish past by
one hour, two hour, three hour.
not sure whether they are lies.
You may get a vision,
the hell or the heaven
or just a black screen.
... ... ...
Angels descend,
Devils resent.
A dream adored
a nightmare befalls,
when a wrongdoing gnaws.
... ... ...
And by the last hour,
everything ends
and you'll open your eyes
to find yourself back again.
Haha...the end. It sounds so sucky....and wierd.. but just got a craving for poems! Got addicted.
Signing off,
Joyce