About the Author
At the first cutting light of August, many years ago, the world got the first glimpse of the entity known henceforth as
Leon Yip. It decided to douse the aforesaid with sunshine, sweets, and loads of love.
Legend has it, so convicting were his words, that upon his request, the world agreed to revolve around him, forever, and ever, and ever.
Posted on: Sunday, October 19, 2008
Posted at: 9:07 AM
For my 330th post, I shall include the poem which I suddenly composed at 1.43am just now.
ExcusesEmpty street, wind rustles.
Footsteps quicken, as grey forms
out of the blue.
Sky breaks,
withstanding the accumulating weight of
cloud nine no more.
No more footprints,
washed away, replaced, by
puddles shimmering cold, reflecting the trembling sky.
If they ask later, I'll say,
"Its' the rain."
Yeahh. A rough sketch, but I'm happy with what I created.
Can anyone decipher this? HAHA. Sam! Tell me what you think!
