A Song of Search
by esoror/rorose
It is no use crying over spilled milk.
--proverb
I try to find you
In every corner, in every street.
I cry out your name but
Only silence does answer me.
A bottle of milk is missing;
My favorite cat is missing.
So I'm here wand'ring,
Doing the searching.
I try to find you
In every toystore, in every supermarket.
I cry out your name but
Only noise does answer me.
A bottle of milk is missing;
My lovely child is missing.
So I'm here wand'ring,
So I'm here wand'ring,
Weeping and searching.
I try to find you
In every classroom, in every laboratory.
I serach fro your smile but
Only stranger's face does answer me.
A bottle of milk is missing;
My only lover is missing.
Yet it's no use to search
For he's like spilled milk,
Ain't gonna come back to me.
7 Aug,1999
--
post script: I remembered I wrote it in the hospital on 6 Aug 1999,
a peaceful summer afternoon. I went to the hospital to see my grandma,
and in the midday break I went to the lobby and wrote this poem. Later in
the evening I went to some class, but when I went home I received my mom's
note, saying my grandma just died. I missed the last glance of my grandma,
and it seems to be no use crying for too.
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作者: skyhawk (其實我並沒有贏..) 看板: poetry
標題: Re: A Song of Search
時間: Sat Dec 8 13:24:30 2001
※ 引述《esoror (烤焦麵包)》之銘言：
post script: I remembered I wrote it in the hospital on 6 Aug 1999,
a peaceful summer afternoon. I went to the hospital to see my grandma,
and in the midday break I went to the lobby and wrote this poem. Later in
the evening I went to some class, but when I went home I received my mom's
note, saying my grandma just died. I missed the last glance of my grandma,
and it seems to be no use crying for too.
啊 ... :< I'm sorry ..