Wednesday, February 28, 2007
This is the story of a boy.
As the he crossed the stone threshold
beholding the large complex
his eyes chanced upon two
and his brows raised
he had never seen them before.
He had kept silent
a wondering soul in search of an answer.
And of the two, one spoke,
"hello", "hello" he replied,
and his silence broke.
He found his answer that night
he broke his monotony.
The three, now friends
merry in each's company
thought nought of the future.
A break in time
spoke of a rift
for the two had much to finish
and so he waited
ever counting the days till the end.
When the end came
he saw the two once again
and they picked up where they left off
never did they still see
what lay into the future.
He kept them close to heart
and spoke of them much
he emptied his schedule
ever waiting for opportunity
to come knocking again.
A new year passed
new events came to hand
and the two, like all before them
had a new mission
and the monotony began once more.
His schedule stood alone, empty
whilst theirs' lay all filled in
The future he never glimpsed
was creeping in on him
as it always had been.
He crossed the stone threshold
once more
with the heavy feeling in his heart
acknowledging the rift it now bore
as a painful reminder.
His smile vanished
his spirit defused.
and as though stolen away
the light left his eyes
and he spoke once again no more.
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As the he crossed the stone threshold
beholding the large complex
his eyes chanced upon two
and his brows raised
he had never seen them before.
He had kept silent
a wondering soul in search of an answer.
And of the two, one spoke,
"hello", "hello" he replied,
and his silence broke.
He found his answer that night
he broke his monotony.
The three, now friends
merry in each's company
thought nought of the future.
A break in time
spoke of a rift
for the two had much to finish
and so he waited
ever counting the days till the end.
When the end came
he saw the two once again
and they picked up where they left off
never did they still see
what lay into the future.
He kept them close to heart
and spoke of them much
he emptied his schedule
ever waiting for opportunity
to come knocking again.
A new year passed
new events came to hand
and the two, like all before them
had a new mission
and the monotony began once more.
His schedule stood alone, empty
whilst theirs' lay all filled in
The future he never glimpsed
was creeping in on him
as it always had been.
He crossed the stone threshold
once more
with the heavy feeling in his heart
acknowledging the rift it now bore
as a painful reminder.
His smile vanished
his spirit defused.
and as though stolen away
the light left his eyes
and he spoke once again no more.
