So Goodbye... - A Poem

Hello there, how are you?

Welcome to my Hub. This is the first poem I wrote to be involved in the Hub Pages Contest but It is written long before today.

I am not good at expressing my feeling directly in person. But when I write it down, it make me feel better, and that’s how I end up writing poems. Poems were always my inner voice, where my dreams, loves, hopes and despair, all written there, literal or not. So if people think they need to read me, they always able to do it by reading my poems. It was, but it is little different now.

It is not until Hub Pages; I started to write not just about what I feel and thought, but also creative story in poem. In my very limited English and limited times, Poem become more suitable to share the story in my mind. It also easier because I can only give one scene and leave the rest of the story being finished inside the reader’s mind. It doesn’t mean I don’t want to create a book or long story so I chose this method but simply because I don’t have as much endurance as it needed to create the whole drama. It is too hard and time consumes for my busy schedule.

Just like this one for example. Originally it was created while I sat on the sill of the window in the morning and took a glance at the bed where my cat sleeping so amazingly peaceful. Made me really envy on his ease. Sleep is something expensive for me these days since I back to school. I was already wake all night long until sun climbed the sky that morning: exhausted, while he sleeping there all night long too, soooo cozy! Gazed at his cute contented expression reminded me on how good sleep is. :D

But truly, I am not sure myself how then, it turned into story about woman’s despair. Maybe I have loosened bolt somewhere inside my head. :D

Anyway, enough with myself! I only hope you can enjoy my poem.

Thank you for reading this.

Freya

This is a poem that I write while you are sleeping

Sitting on the sill of the window, I saw a star falling

Frozen, waiting for hope to be filling

By the wish and dream which usually always flowing

But then,

Morning slowly coming...

Writhen

I have trying so hard to numbing everything

I look back to the bed where I was before

Met your back; my thousand sorrow

Will I able to enjoy this moment again tomorrow?

Will light be off and decision stopping the flow?

Realizing sadly

Those waves had truly gone

Then suddenly

I will completely alone

In next few hours before night falls again

I have to be at somewhere far away from here

Before I lose my nerve and unable to regain

I have to write this goodbye and disappear

At your back I fall to the floor

Hardly believe I will leave the man who I truly adore

But to unburthen thee, this is the only way that I see

Still helplessly; I hope this is not what it means to be

Can facts put down this hope?

Can time helping me to cope?

Can I don’t want you anymore?

Can I stay without loving you more?

Pain getting worst

At the time I want you the most

Everytime sadness coming

I wish it erasing my being

This is a poem that I write while you are sleeping

Sitting on the floor, realizing what had becoming

It’s time to go, to leave this one side of love

To let you free, to be what you want to be

So goodbye...