Monday, May 24, 1999

[Poetry] Springtime

Flowers bloom in springtime,
Filling the world with their flowery scent;
Dotting the green grass,
In all shades of color.
Aside from the flowers in spring,
Here come the butterflies;
And the bees that stings,
To join the flowers on the field.
Emotions arise in springtime,
It could be loss and hope;
Anger or hatred,
But the best of all is love.
Through the window you can see,
Flowers blooming everywhere;
Lovers walking here and there,
Enjoying the flowers as they go.
Wouldn't it be nice,
To share all this with someone close?
I'll bet you agree,
Well, so do I.
And here I am,
Hoping it'll be with you;
But emotions like this,
Has left me so confused.
What have you got,
That makes me feel so?
Wanting to see you,
Then getting hurt later.
I've never felt jealousy,
But now I have;
Deciding I'll just forget you,
And learning that I can't.
Every minute of every day,
You always cross my mind;
All my friends says I've fallen in love,
But I myself am not so sure.
Just like you,
I'm not ready just yet;
To love somebody,
When there are feelings to be cleared.
Though it's not anger nor hatred that I feel,
But rather hope that he'll return;
Before you I was sure he's the one,
But now I met you, I don't know anymore.
How I wish I hadn't met you,
So things wouldn't be so complicated;
Is there anything you'd like to say,
Before it's all too late?