to violoncello
g'morning... i was so bored and i saw my cat, violoncello, sleeping. i somehow forgot my worries for a good 15 minutes just staring at her breathing in and breathing out with eyes closed. makes me wonder why she's always asleep in the morning and so lively at night. insomniac cat! or maybe shes just really lazy like me! lazy ass cat! anyway, i made a poem just now about her... hehe. this all came from the 15 minutes of me just watching her in dear slumber. i'm no poet so please dont bash me if it isnt good! and now i give you..
To Violoncello
In silence and solitude stands you in its way,
Subtly breaking stillness in innocent play,
Inside closed doors so dimly lit,
You are there and to witness every bit.
Since you came and ended lonely days,
Everything is fine as long as you stay,
When from darkness comes the lonely feel,
Stay there and scratch me into what is real.
As melancholy grasps the self led astray,
You gently untangle those tangles every day,
With your care, your affection, a loving grip,
With your sentiment, loyalty and companionship.
Yet reason in the flesh urges no bearing,
All that really matters is you there caring,
So close to me when everything seems so far,
Your naivety mends the painstaking scar.
Your eyes can melt the coldest heart,
Your warmth eases every soul depart,
Youre there to calm the aches that burn,
Oh dear friend, and in return,
No human hands to pinch or slap,
Or rub your fur against the nap,
Or throw cold water from a pail,
Or make handle of your tail,
And you neednt worry,
And you neednt hurry,
Dont be sad, dont be blue,
Ill take care of you.
Just the way only you have taken care of me.
Subtly breaking stillness in innocent play,
Inside closed doors so dimly lit,
You are there and to witness every bit.
Since you came and ended lonely days,
Everything is fine as long as you stay,
When from darkness comes the lonely feel,
Stay there and scratch me into what is real.
As melancholy grasps the self led astray,
You gently untangle those tangles every day,
With your care, your affection, a loving grip,
With your sentiment, loyalty and companionship.
Yet reason in the flesh urges no bearing,
All that really matters is you there caring,
So close to me when everything seems so far,
Your naivety mends the painstaking scar.
Your eyes can melt the coldest heart,
Your warmth eases every soul depart,
Youre there to calm the aches that burn,
Oh dear friend, and in return,
No human hands to pinch or slap,
Or rub your fur against the nap,
Or throw cold water from a pail,
Or make handle of your tail,
And you neednt worry,
And you neednt hurry,
Dont be sad, dont be blue,
Ill take care of you.
Just the way only you have taken care of me.
wow... you ARE a poet!!! that was good.. you're good haha! im sure she's more than happy to have you as her owner:) hehehe
Posted by
geri |
8/4/06 4:16 PM
Gabey bo baby... :P I wanna glomp your kitty! >:D
Posted by
RaisCake |
9/4/06 4:56 PM
thanks geri, im no poet though.. i hardly write poems! ngayon lang.. dunno why.. and awww, raiscake, bawal e.. haha! :P
No human hands to pinch or slap
Or rub your fur against the nap
haha! thanks for crashin by!
Posted by
gabrielangelo |
9/4/06 5:32 PM
oh I told you you're a poet!
the virtu-violoncello's a cutie! hehe
Posted by
Phoebe |
9/4/06 8:13 PM
it'd be cool if i was a poet... the real violoncello's better! hehehe! thanks for crashin by phobeebobee :)
Posted by
gabrielangelo |
9/4/06 8:53 PM
your good gabe. amazing
Posted by
Jose Solon-Perfecto |
14/4/06 10:54 AM
haha, amazing ba? thanks for readin!
Posted by
gabrielangelo |
14/4/06 11:41 AM