Pages From My Diary

 Hello, I'm back, expecting an essay or story, well, you'll have to wait for another post but believe me, I will strictly refrain from posting any more poetry until I haven't published one or two essays or stories, even if they're bouncing in my diary to be published. Well, to be honest, I have a couple of essays and stories in my diary, but I'm too lazy to publish them, I know you might be wondering why am I too fast regarding poetry then, that's because poetry takes less time to jump in my mind, scribble on the paper, and type on the blog (I'm too lazy in typing :\ ). So excuse me for now, and feel free to skip through it if you're tired of my poetry. A little bit of background for this poem is that, unlike the previous one, it didn't take any time to write, I did focus on balancing words and rhymes in it. and a quite interesting part is that I wrote it while sitting outdoors in a park, the sun was setting and washed over a sudden wave of nostalgia...

This is honestly the last poem on my blog (for today at least), this one, I wrote 'with someone' as a memory, it's not much focused on the balance and words, rather it's quite silly and childish, also very short, you may not enjoy it much, but well, it means 'something' to me. The sky is so high It makes me wanna fly I wanna touch it's end But I know it's very high I do want to discover What makes it change its color

So here's a poem, I call it the masterpiece of my diary, a little sentimental because I actually wrote it for 'someone', 'someone' very special to me :) The bright, smiling face The big, shining eyes That lit up my mode And haul me out of loneliness The letter in scribbly handwriting Wrote by the warm hands With a quilt and an ink The scent of lavender and the sight of duck's feathers Will always remind me of you And those happy moments spent with you