Thursday, 29 January 2009

For Mrs H.B.

Once in a while, you meet someone who you know you will remember for the rest of your life. Mrs H. B. is that someone for me, and this is for her.

A spot
not a stain
but a spot
nonetheless.
A pattern
woven where it should
into the cloth
this cloth!
this incomplete piece of cloth
by the calloused hands
of life.
But remove this spot
this pattern
this pulchritudinous pattern
for the heart wants it elsewhere.

2 comments:

njahmat said...

i hv never heard of the word
"pulchritudinous"! but all the same, this is yet a good piece. keep writing, i wait for your work always. and thanks for trying to cheer me up in that previous post. it's just sometimes it sucks when you know, you realize other ppl are more talented than you are, in a field you thought was your forte. anyways, i'm okay now=)

Barghi said...

Great stuff, observa. Je love it a lot.
=D