The "lost" poet...

Everytime I'm home, my dadiyow keeps on bugging me to sort out my stuff from our old apartment. Looking at the piles of old notes from my "previous" life as a student, a teacher and a researcher, the mere idea of going through them and throwing away some, makes me cringe.

Yes, I admit, I am a hoarder!!!

Last time I was home though, I mustered enough "intention"  to actually have a look at my hoard. And geezzz, I spent almost the whole day looking at old photos, loveletters from years back (and from, eherrrmmm, old loves - note: plural! :)), art and literary works I did in the past.

One of the treasures I found is this old poem - written in May 1989 ! Yap, more than 23 years ago, when I was a university sophomore...and modesty aside, it was good!

A "great" work rediscovered.....

I can't remember what inspired me to write such a haunting work. I can venture a guess but somebody will not like it. :)

Please, pardon the self-praise - I can't help it! This lady is gooood!!! Look at those big words - oblivion, feeble, vex...used when Google is not around yet! Feel the emotions - melancholic, despondent yet with a tinge of promise in the end!

Actually, the poet in Melai has been hibernating for far too long now. I remembered that back in high school, I used to do lots of them (awful that I cant find any of them anymore). Back then, I'm probably more in touch with my inner self or I just had more inspiration or more time or all of the above!

I'm not sure I could write something like this anymore. I'm (probably) too far gone into science and engineering, I lost touch with the "muse". Ahhhh, what I would give just to be re-acquianted with her again...

You know, just to have a more appropriate last sentence in the poem I would change it to "And yes, I just have to...." , to rhyme with "you".  But my 18 year-old self, may not like that "ending".

By the way, back to my sorting - you guessed it....I did not throw a single sheet! :) Dadiyow is surely just shaking his head....