Little Prince Poem by iris shih

Little Prince



Taming…
Thinking, Pondering, Contemplating
Saddening …
Sinking… to death is what he has chosen
Out of loneliness
Becos of those grown-ups
Strange …
Calculating … sum… numbers
What makes one special out of all numbers?
As if ‘1+1=2' among those numbers
An ‘1' is never just an ordinary ‘1' after being tamed
And this ‘1' makes all the ‘1s' special
Laughters, his laughters… his cheers
Yet can be cheerless …?
Sounding like bells of stars
Shining … yet ended up sinking
Yet this ‘star' where his rose shall be
Making all the stars shining as if syncing
Death … is what he has chosen
As shell doesn't matter …
What matter is always invisible
As if the inevitable
Shell… self…
What really matters if it's just a ‘shell' out of those thousands of ‘shells'
What makes one ‘self' matter out of those grown-ups' ‘self's?
Saddening… hardening…
As if truth… which always hurts…
Burying his laughters… which does not matter… as ‘shell' eventually vanishes
Its just one day or another
As if it is the choice of the beholder






Don't understand
Why u chose to kill yourself?
Laughter and uniqueness is what you were
Once shone into the light of universe
As if stars on the sky
Millions of stars that shine
You once said u loved your rose
The rose who tamed you
The bond that you lingered to
Didn't you love her?
You could love her for who she was
As if no matter how vain she was
You cherished her, treasured her..
Yet you chose to vanish
Is that really so much to bear?
Out of the loneliness..
That deeply implanted in your soul
Grown-ups? Why care?
As if they also don't care about you
You once said you needed a friend
That's why you ventured into different souls you encountered
Is it really that inevitable?
Is the puzzle really unsolvable?
Don't understand..
Puzzled…
You were the one who shone through the sky
As if millions of stars that shine
To sync, to bond, to tame
You managed to deal with the deepest part of humanity
Yet the final path is doomed to be
Why?
I don't understand …
As if I really care …
Pls stay …
As there are those who care
As if ….
If there is really an ‘as if'…

Little Prince
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