singaporeandreamer

Singapore

I live words, I breathe words, I am made of words.

Message from Writer

An aspiring writer from Singapore who can't make up my mind about what I really want to write.

Hence will spew out prose or poems or plays or strange mishmashes of all three.

Or just random ramblings.

here

July 28, 2018

FREE WRITING

3
when the sand in the hourglass runs out i will be here

when Mr Death croaks his last word  i will be here. 

when your immortal soul loses its grip on the last fragment of this world i will be here. 

when you scream as your loved one plummets to their death i will be here

when the sun engulfs the earth and burns up the world i will be here

and i will burn with it 

when new life bursts from your womb i will be here.

when they take their first wobbly steps i will be here. 

when they speak their first nonsensical hardly audible word i will be here. 

when they grow to become shapely youth i will be here

when they become entangled in the exhilaration of love and the bitterness of heartbreak i will be here

when new life bursts from their womb i will be here

and i will shine with it. 

Print

See History
1

Login or Signup to provide a comment.

1 Comment
  • INVISIBL3

    I love this piece; it's really beautiful


    almost 2 years ago