I Walk on the Same Carpet Road

Wow, I haven't post up a poem in a while. Currently I am working on 4 poems at once, so it is giving me a headache... and more of a writer block than it is helping me.

Here is a poem I wrote for my animation class (I was suppose to do an animated poetry for my project but it didn't get finish)

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I Walk on the Same Carpet Road

I hold the crescent sun
so that I can place it in the center
of the coiled cosmos.

Where the light looms over
the erupted mountains, the swollen sea,
and the Earth I stand on.

As I walk, I look behind to see
the mountains perish
to the tip of the universe.

They stretch away

to signal the start of
the race against the stars
to the end of the universe.

but was interrupted by the wide-spread cloud.
They sucked up the stars
and spit it out, striking the ground.

There, beneath the earth I see
a dead layer that showed the reflection of the clouds.
These cloud compressed

and ripped open

to reveal an eye
looking down.

Slowly Like the Cloud

I was searching through my old portfolio and notebooks for some inspiration for my next poem. I found most of my old poem and reread it over and over again (ok, I've just read only one of them). This poem I believe it is 2 years old so it is somewhat recent. Anyway enjoy!


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Slowly Like the Cloud

It seem sometime when life passed us,
Somehow we all forget
Of what we felt, or whom we are
And memories we kept.

Slowly, our life will fade like clouds,
Along our joy and pain.
But yet closely observe the sky,
That only rain remain.

The rain will then disperses like days,
As moment like the years
And like the second into hour,
Will slowly disappear.

The time will come, that we forget,
Of how our life has been.
So soon, that all we know and love,
Will cease away unseen.