its sad when you feel what you never felt before
and you found out that it is nonsense....
its sad when you did everything
and all you did was nothing....
its sad when you said many things
and what you said were all ridiculous
its sad when you tried to please somebody
and you just learn that you did it to somebody who doesn't care about you...
its sad when you have done and finished the line....
and you receive a feedback...'thanks for the effort, but i am so occupied to pay heed of what you are saying....
and then you waited....
and then didn't sleep
and then you patiently waited......
and then you learned that you have to start making the last part....
and then your realize...it is already the 'END'
and then sad thing....nothing really happened.....
You wanted to pursue
you wanted to fight for it though
you wanted to stay with it
you wanted to die for it
you wanted to sacrifice for it
you wanted to hold for it......
but all you have to do is to accept...
to admit....
to stop...
to leave....
to go....
and to forget that sad thing had happened...
cry wont give any help
tears wont clean your sorrow
shout wont release your despairs
nothing seems enough to quench your thirsty soul
nothing seems can satisfy your hungry heart
nothing seems can fill your empty world.....
no colors
no taste
no fragrance
no melodies
no harmony
no beauty......
sad thing....
you have to accept it whether you like it or not....
you can never escape from that fact....
you are indeed not the right one to fit the spaces
....not the missing piece
....not the bolt to lock the edge
....not the color to complete the shades
....not the note to make the music
....not the key to open the sesame.....
and you end with nothing....sad thing......
Madero28jun2011naga
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem