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===================================================================== WHAT IS A FRIEND? GUNDAM WING poetry by Komadori-chan MD ===================================================================== Email: kchan_md@yahoo.com Archive: http://freewebz.com/disillusionment/ Disclaimer: Gundam Wing is exclusive
property of Published: ------------------------------------------------- I
stand alone, like I have so many times before Contemplating
my existence… the purpose of my existence. Staring
quietly into the oblivion… perhaps I’ll find it out there… Among
scattered diamonds against the black tapestry of the night. Something
so unclear to me Like
waking with fragmented dreams… Merely shards of a much bigger picture Which
remains unseen The
fleeting wisps of memories long since forgotten I
walk alone in the shadows of life The
only light that I seek is that of my destiny And
it is that alone that drives me. Emptiness…
I never realized before how empty my life seems When
I look past my life’s mission Beyond
it, there’s nothing… a gaping hole in my being. A
moonless night sky… I
gaze into its vast darkness with a sense of loss. Looking
down at the shattered glass around me… Shattered
like the lives of many faceless people in my wake Smashed
beyond all hope… is there no hope for those people? The
shards lie strewn across the floor like raindrops from a tempest Below
a window that is no longer complete… like me. I
am but a single shard in a sea of restless confusion Still
apart of a whole, but not quite there… broken off Among
the masses, yet somehow separate… isolated Maybe
it’s by choice Nothing
in this world holds anything for me… And
nothing in this life is certain beyond my mission. But
then I look up from the depressing sight of chaos, And
into eyes that seem to sum up the world’s kindness And
a smile just as warm… there’s an outstretched hand Waiting
for my acceptance entreatingly A
single, glowing ray of hope in the surrounding gloom There’s
a burning desire within me to reach out and capture it To
let this flicker of warmth rekindle my inner sense of purpose Instead,
I refuse it… nothing is forever. And
when that hope disappears like everything else in my life, Thrown
into the winds of time, it will only leave me even more bare and vulnerable More
desolate than I was before, more hopelessly lost A
single, dead desert oasis I
can see the pain of rejection rippling in the in the depths of those
sympathetic eyes But
the smile remains… an immovable mountain. How
strange… I never knew such compassion existed before… Suddenly,
I realize that there are others that I hadn’t noticed before The
others that stand around me have the same inviting expressions And
I can feel their unity… it fills the surrounding air like the fresh scent of
wilderness So,
there is still hope out there… I can feel the emptiness inside of me
receding Cautiously,
but more willingly, I embrace this new gift… serendipity. I
never expected to find myself such understanding and open arms Reaching
out to finally take that hand, I feel the reassurance in it In
its grip I sense the promise, sincerity and even love… I
take it in a little at a time, still somewhat afraid of losing it, But
accepting the offering wholeheartedly… grasping the flame of faith It
spreads its warmth throughout me… filling me… making me whole Almost
reluctant to let it go… but somehow knowing that it will always be there I
am in awe of this newfound feeling of completion Maybe
this is what I was missing… |