Friday, June 12, 2009

Key to my Heart

Here's the key
To open up this precious treasure
that which I've long hidden
for fear that it may be taken away
or hurt beyond repair.
I entrust it to you,
because I believe
that you will keep it safe
and guard it with your own life.
For you,
this key is as important as your own being
and thus,
I can hand it to you without regret.
Take it and keep it close to your own,
because I want you to know
that a part of it
comes from a part of you.
Have it,
guard it,
love it.
That which is most precious to me,
the key to my heart.

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The heart of a person is not something that can be easily possessed. It's like a treasure hidden away, locked away from prying eyes and possessive people who dare to abuse it. And the key to this most precious treasure, is something that is difficult to give, but once given cannot easily be taken back.

Rain

Wash the pain away
soak me to the bone
and chill me to death.
All the pain and hardships
just let it flow away from me.
Watch it go down the drain,
or trickle down the skin
sweat away from within me
and disappear before my eyes.
Let it keep on going.
Never-ending,
with the sky covered in grey streaks
amongst dark clouds.
Similar to tears,
with the heavens crying out
and singing sad songs.
The monotonous dripping sound,
of millions of tears falling
to the painful Earth.
Little droplets,
one by one
or by the dozen.
Come down
and wash everything away
till nothing is left.
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The rain is like a continuous monotonous lullaby that can lull one to sleep, as if to a dream world where one can experience no pain or suffering. The rain always seems like a sad ending, but also a new beginning as well.