A POEM OF A PAIR OF SLIPPERS --- The first poem which I wrote to you was the one I talked about a pair of slippers When I kept feeling tormented because of missing you all the normal things then turned into the poems I didnt know when both of them met each other but they were never far apart as if they loved each other so much they were side by side on all of the roads down and up, on the velvet carpets or even on the dirt and sand Both of them were the same, neither higher nor lower they shared the peoples trampling with each other no mattter how glorious or how humiliated, they would never be left this ones destiny always depended on that ones If some day, one slipper would disappear all of the displacements would be unsuitable both of them might resemble one another but people would know they werent from the same pair Like us when we had each other no more we stepped limpingly, leaning to one side though there was a displacement next to ourselves in our souls, the missing was still lurching A pair of inanimate slippers only walked with themselves they never swore and they never deceived they never promised but they never betrayed no matter where they traveled, they were always with each other On the roads of life, this slipper couldnt lack that one though each of them was at each side of the pair but I loved you from the opposite things of yours our lives were so attached because of the same way Two quiet lives kept walking side by side they would stop when there was only one left Only one left that meant nothing at all if they couldnt find out the other one. --- P/s: Ai nhớ bài này.
Posted on: Wed, 19 Mar 2014 17:57:01 +0000
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