"tain" not taint.

Like the reflections of a mirror contained only by the tain. Scrape through it and you will find looking at yourself again. Memories like the reflections have a way of being buried inside only to trickle on days where it wears a little.

There are days in my life where I try not to dither but still the knocks and the tugs, the pangs of pain when i vicariously relive my memories, remember the days that i so wanna forget, recollect ppl i so wanna erase......letting moments cloud my discretion.

Then I fall back as the day goes by when judgement takes over , say to myself I was not alone on this day and you ,who was there in my memories, went thro the exact same thing and the pain is not mine alone but the pain of me reliving the moments with you and you reliving your moments with me.

I know if it hurts it meant a moment worth spent and through it all im glad i still have them with me.

Loser

I ve known this person thro her poems for a long time, somehow i feel her flow of thot resembles mine. This is one of her recent ones:


Seems so utterly wrong, bad, misjudged and inappropriate, doesn't it?
And yet, she has done the very thing, that huge dreadful unforgivable mistake
Yes, I, the one person you thought was smart, strong, sensible and bright
Do you imagine me cringing with guilt and disbelief at myself?
Don't it seem strange that the one thing that could go wrong, did!
Ironic to see me watch the stars of my night sky, die out one by one
Seeing the end approach slowly but surely, with steeley unflickering eyes
Oh how much they laughed when down I fell, crying in disbelief and hurt
How high I'd to rise just to fall so hard and how I watched them laugh
Imagine for one moment, what I knew - something that defied all reason
How could you see the sparks there were and the times that were .... a lifetime
Maybe one can never know the intricate meanings and the listless moments
With reckless passion, endless battles shoved me on to endure with no regrets
Life's turned a leaf over, the last chapter that went unfinished ... a magic that froze unfurling.