Blast fr the Past! II

Oh no, it's the end of the month! I've been maintaining 4 posts a month steadily since i've created tis realm now, n im one short tis month. Here's my last chance to post before the turn of the calendar n erm.. if u notice the title, it's another "Blast fr the Past!" episode, meaning i've run out of inspiration again ahahaha.. i still cant write naturally like the way Jingyu or Wanhui write, their recurring inspiration for poems n songs never fails to impress me.

Anyway, in tis episode of "Blast fr the Past!", i wanna share wif u guys the first two poems which i wrote when i began at the beginning of JC. Both were inspired by songs by the Hongkong band "Beyond" (nothing beats old-sch rock bands, those were the days..). At the time i was v intrigued by them, Jingyu too, n we often sang their songs in our favourite hideout in sch (we even named our hideout "Beyond Paradise"). My very first poem was written for a red-haired girl in sch named Sherrie, whom i had a crush on at tt time (yes, "crush" not "love". Tis probably has got something to do wif the fact tt i've never had female classmates b4). Why was i fond of her? Hmm.. i guess it was becos she was pretty. And.. erm.. cool. Yeah. Alright, I guess we were all shallow ppl at some point in our youth. Anyway, would it make it easier for u to forgive me if i told u she was the most beautiful girl i ever seen? For the three months she was in TJC, there were four guys after her (and tt's only as far as i know). I dunno how she was inside though, i dun think she was an angel beneath all the gloss. But u know, how our emotions can deceive us. I didn't give Sherrie tis poem in the end, i didnt think she will like me. And i think im digressing.


Railways

I wish these few months will never end,
A journey wifout a destination.
I wish i could hold ya hand,
N u tell me im ya final station.


The 2nd poem is totally unrelated to any real event in my life.


Crossroads

Time and land r flowing,
Diaries our pens r writing,
Passed the boisterous nite,
How will dawn feel like?

Yesterday's dreams n ambitions,
Lost in today's situations,
R we still fearless,
Faced wif reality's cutlass?

There r times i feel redundant.
There r reasons to be despondent.

At the crossroads, who will walk wif me?
Recall times forgotten,
So far i've gone, there's no return.


Both poems were typed out fr my memory, fresh as yesterday :) Though clumsy, im proud of them. Do u remb ya first poems?