Sunday, July 01, 2007

poem: distance

Silence.

A drop of confusion
mess of emotion

like a child
scribbling haphazardly
on the flaking wall

ice
broken telephone line

distance

disconnect equals survive?

the question mark lingers
like a persistent perfume
faint but cloying
never fading

it remains here.

Labels: poetry

Written at 11:26 PM

: Location: Malaysia

I am passionate about activism, feminism and gender equality. Life should be meaningful as we can never regain a single minute that passes by. I dream of a society where women and men are equal, where truth and integrity are the status quo rather than the exception, and where unconditional love is the main guiding principle. Such ideals...but without ideals or dreams, the people perish.

Sunday, July 01, 2007

poem: distance

Written at 11:26 PM

RK Boo

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