Let Imaginations Take Flight.

Saturday, October 11, 2008,

it was back few weeks that this happened.

I was disappointed, purely disappointed.

I was carrying my risers upon the train platform,
and there, from far, you saw me.
I was limping my way through the way, with a injured ankle.
As far as you noticed me, there at the same time, I saw you too.

Was I a stranger, or was I a man,
that then when you saw a helpless man and turned your face,
looked into the book?

I limped my way to the front of the platform
through the cloudless sky,
there your face were upon sheets of black and white.
Finally I made my destination, a closer look,
you have not changed from reading,
except you are on earphones, which I just realised.

Was I a stranger, or was I a man,
that then when you saw a helpless man and turned your face,
looked into the book, music that numbs your sensitiviy?

Upon looking into the toilet of your own kind
as doors opened wide,
seeing your face after church service,
you saw the limping me with my limbless riser set.

your still eyes,
fixed upon me.
it reminds me of the day.
the disappointment I had,
filled up within me.

Thus i turned my face away from you,
to look for an open space.

11:18 PM