"oh all the things i'd do for you"

It was an unexpected discovery.
I feel that finding an old poem you wrote a few years back is quite phenomenal. Especially when you least expect it, or don't remember the poem at all. But there I was, just clearing out my old e-mail address account and found this poem that I sent to myself as a back-up draft in eighth-grade english class. I must admit, this is one poem i'm quite proud of - and to think, i wrote this about four years ago! [Eeghad - what happened to me now?!] Perhaps I shall start writing poetry again..

Note: Mr. Raisdana, (one of my favourite teachers of all time) was the eighth grade english teacher; he taught us well! One thing he taught us was that with poetry, you can play around with grammar and punctuation. He shared with us one class time that he liked having to not capitalise any letters - and that everything in lower case looked pretty great actually. I agree.

Here's the discovery:

oh all the things i'd do for you

i’ll create a life devoted to our time

in a succumb of velvet roses

expanding yet another story

to add to our collection

and I’ll spread the death of rose petals in the aisle

for you to step on in ever such a hurry

as the dawn slips away from yesterday

for better or for worse

and I’ll capture the clouds with my bare hands

for you to hold on to forever

when you feel like you could crumble

just stop as they sail by

and I’ll stand on a building and drop a thousand chocolate kisses

just to shower you with just a little bit of what you’re worth

waiting to create that pure fluxinhearted smile

which I could never let go

and I’ll spin my heart to reveal a portrait of you

because I’ve been saving its space for none other

whilst you hold my breath in a disguise

it will always be you