Khamis, Mei 08, 2008

Deserted: Poem For English Practice

Today, I participated in One Single Impression Blog prompt. The task is about writing a poem with the title "Desert" or "Deserted". This is my short poem, just for English practice:

By Amiene Rev (C) 2008

The sands can't stand the wind,
A small, tiny but sometimes rough
Like a rough heart,
too sensitive and owned
by small little mind
of a big brain people.

When the heart deserted
no knowledge, no healing powder
the sky grows dark
intimidate the negative feeling
poisoning the mental to thinks
bad thing become worse

The desert has only sand and wind
but who know there's still an oasis
so that there will be something to live
to grow some peace.