This month, I want to post my most recent as usual. I know it's been quite a while since my last post, but that's mainly because I've been so busy with everything. Deadlines are all flooding together at once!
Anyway, I wrote this while I was actually concentrating on a Creative Media assignment. Basically, what we had to do is create an info graphic, based on a humourous story that has featured in the news. I don't know what it was about my choice but it got me thinking.
I decided initially to base my assignment on an article about children's phones replacing piggy banks.. And then I switched it because my ideas for it became more than what the assignment required. I started drawing out massive iPhones, stomping their way around the globe, trampling on all the little piggy banks.
Now, I know you're laughing.. But the little piggys!
Anyway, aside from the source of the poem, I think you may all agree that this is far less humourous than I've got you thinking.
There is a deep, meaningful point to the story of the poem. A lot of people around me have died.. As I'm sure many could relate. And, I feel a little guilty, everytime, that I didn't take the chance to get to know them and befriend them. They could have been lovely, welcoming people, had I tried.
It's a shame. To lose someone you never even had. I'm talking about the guy from down the road, you only ever see around. Or the class mate who rarely comes in and doesn't socialise outside school.
The people we only don't know because we haven't even tried to get to know them.
Those people. We all have them.
It's safe to say, there would be too many dedications for this one. So, I'll leave it to you..
Thank you for reading. x
A Stranger's Lullaby
The silence is all that fills me.
But why do I mourn?
Why had I not taken the time
To get to know you before?
Is it that I thought of you unworthy
Of my company and my time?
Or that you and I were far too different,
You could never have been a friend of mine.
I guess that's how it is now.
That's how it will forever on be.
I will never get another chance to know you,
And you will never know me.
Word of your passing hit me,
And knocked me hard within.
I want to explain this feeling out loud,
But I don't know where to begin.
In my head I can hear the last words we shared,
And I can see the expression you had on.
I can feel that strange comfort I felt then,
As if it was where we belonged.
I never thought of your significance.
Though, that's quite difficult to say.
But the truth is, if you had not passed,
I wouldn't have even thought of you today.
That thought alone causes a burst of flames,
To rush right through me inside.
The single thought that I once had my chance,
But never even tried.
A hand bursts swiftly out of the flames,
And wraps it's fingers round my heart.
It clenches strongly, it's heat intense,
While I slowly fall apart.
My heart struggles, and panic kicks in.
I fear I will implode.
Then I think of you once again,
And the hand slowly lets go.
Who are you really? .. Who do I mourn?
Why are these feelings so strong?
I could have known you, I had my chance.
But I never cared, all along.
You were there, and I was here.
It always could have been.
But the world kept turning, and you fell down,
And that's all that has ever come between.
Now your loss has hit me so hard I cry,
On the inside and the out.
I'm so sorry I never took the chance while I had it,
To open up my mouth.
Sleep tightly now angel, in your new golden robes,
That I hope will forevermore glow.
Goodbye now to the person I thought I once knew;
The stranger, I'll never know.
2 November 2015
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